Silly memories

Oh these silly memories,
where have they gone.
I don't remember how I got so worn.

Oh these silly memories,
who are you again?

Silly memories,
why are you holding my hand?

Oh these silly pictures,
grey and old in my head.
Tarnished old pictures,
I wonder if they are dead.

Silly damn memories,
what happened to me.
Where are my children,
do I have siblings?

Oh these silly little memories,
what is your name again?
I am sorry I forgot again,
now there is rot again.

I lost my thoughts again,
why am I here again.

These memories again,
full of cemeteries again.

I hear the children,
incendiary pilgrims,
dancing harlots and
surprised homeless.

Why are my hands so,
blood really stains sandstone.

I don't recall
when asked though.
I only remember when
in the throughs.

Grace you say?
Care to relate?
Can't breath?

Oh these silly memories though,
I am addicted to them you know.
How did you die?
I cannot lie, another must go for us to know.

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