Poems of Mine
Just some poems :]
"I knew it." I snarled. "I knew it. I knew you were bad, Atlas. They always are. Charming, and hilarious, and cute. People like you are devils." Atlas looked taken aback and his horse moved away from me. How could you? I wanted to let them take me. To finally put me out of my misery. Except I had promised them. I h...