Decaying, ghost-filled ruins, relics of former happiness?
Yes, castles none the less, some still reaching for the sky
others almost kneeling on the ground, begging to be let in
"I'm his love," some of them say, "his heart in stones"
"And I'm hers," some others say, "a ghost looking for my grave"
What was the richness of love will crumble into nothingness
until then targets for tourists looking for proofs of former loves
© EC
Originally Posted On Site: 2011-11-14 16:41:42
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