Authorz: wildforest

look at these scars… all over my face. these scars i try to hide. these scars are filled with secrets, saddness, and anger. and guess…

oh how the wind blows oh so free, but i love you. Secretly i hold. The wind flows though my hair and fills me with…

i love this one hands abend a knee, battle love cutting hair I love this one, never will i let you go. Enimie ty to…

look at this blood on her hands…. look at this blood she sheads for the ones she love the blood she holds in her hands…

i see this, this wonderful man of mine.A man i love the blue sky in his eyes…storms chase the grass skin off of heart.somehow beaten…