can you hear my throat through my arrogance / do you know my heart from it’s shame / would you remove the hell from it, despite it’s sins / can you see the green in my eyes through their pain / do you still cherish this boy, even as your heart is broken / would you run to him, with just a broken heart to gain / can you bear with my struggles, or has your patience thinned
Filed under: do not leave me fallen Tagged: 2013, little boy, poetry
