30 May 2012
This house has faded, Outdated, A place full of webs and dust, Maybe leaving you, Is the best thing to do.
I'm not sure, Remember what we were, Built up the walls, Nothing could fall, Made memories in these halls, Always standing tall, When we had to mend a crack, You always had my back, A living place to dwell, Safe from that world of hell, Away from harm, Full of charm.
But sometimes things get destroyed, Played with and toyed, Maybe your love wasn't the best, This house burnt down fast, Guess my heart wasn't built to last.
The Heart • Opuss № I