Some memories lived
Lived to only but kill
Kill the conscience in life
Murder the truth in papacy
Slaughter the candid in reality
In some memories.
Some memories died
Died in battles of reality
Died in woes of Puritans
They were memories too full
They were memories too little
Yet they died
In some memories.
The most painful of memories
The sweetest of memories
Slipped in and out of fantasy
Peeped through reality
To remind you
To reminisce me
That all was true
In some memories.
