i hate when i try to speak and the words get caught in my throat.
Thursday, July 26, 2012
guard dogs bare your teeth and claws.
i would split my knuckles to defend you
and your pride
because i know how much it means to you!
some days you few are the only reasons i'm still here.
and i would give up the life you help me value
to make you feel alright again.
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