The Last Letter - Poem by Brandon Chiles
This tainted heart is breaking,
and your always making...your lies into what I'm suppose to believe,
is there ever relief?
I'm sick of looking at your face,
and you always calling me such a disgrace.
You have no idea what a smile is on my face,
when i say 'get out of my place! '.
This is goodbye here and now,
the final moment...without a how.
Your questions are nothing but daggers into my heart,
why did we ever start?
I seal this envelope one last time,
and write on it...'you were never mine! '
-Dying Romantic 11: 29 pm July 20th 2006
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