An empty castle of yours, with walls made <br />of yellow leaves <br />flutters in the wind, under the rain <br />hopelessly. <br /> <br />Nothing lasts in this world. <br />I expected you to know this. <br /> <br />An obsession of mine, about the endless you <br />in my poems <br />slowly, losing it's bright colour forever, crushed <br />by my tears. <br /> <br />Nothing lasts in this world. <br />I never expected this to be true.<br /><br />Junkyard Of Muses<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-heart-is-free/
