Dark Nights
Dying Romantic says:
I walk these streets all alone,
the sound of your voice still ringing on my phone.
You just couldn't leave our past behind,
why must I be the one that's always kind?
Your face haunts my nightmares,
and you always leave me something on the stairs.
I burn it with glee,
and yet you send more to pester me.
This heart can't take any more abuse,
so let me cut you loose.
This is goodbye...
-Dying Romantic
July 20th 2006
poem by Brandon Chiles
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Also see the following:
- quotes about death
- quotes about telephone
- quotes about voice
- quotes about sound
- quotes about walking
- quotes about time
- quotes about past
- quotes about heart
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