sighs of the wounded trees: i sleep as the streetlight gets lost in the night of the sun

i sleep as the streetlight gets lost in the night of the sun

it sounded like the wind blew at the dry leaves

hello.

my name is anna and currently i am 17 years old and my intentions with this blog is to inspire and fascinate and show you around in my messed up mind. i write poems and i usually find these sorts of pictures very inspirational.

i hope you find 'sighs of the wounded trees' special or maybe creepy or even beautiful.

now.

welcome to my mind.

followers of the trees

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