I know I've posted this poem too many times(and I'm gonna post more of it) but it's just so pretty. I mean,at first when I read it,it was confusing, then I reread it dozen more times and now every other night I'm dreaming of being in the woods and the trees are murmuring and the leaves whispering and there's a broken throne with a ruined crown on it.
Send help,and by help I mean the Noah Shaw book.










