
Broken stared out at the feilds,Searching for anyone.Her scars showed along her body,they would never leave her.Her forlock flew over her eyes covering them because of the wind,Her tail blew gently along with it.She looked like a lonely ghost in the feidl standing there alone searching for others
(Like in the Piccy)
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Hate is baggade,lifes to short to be mad all the time,its just not worth it
Life is 10% what happens to you and 90% what your reactiion to it is

Please save them