When Memories Fade
Restlessly and endlessly, but don’t carelessly watch your memories recklessly
Fading solemnly but tremendously superficially
Staying wholly happy with evident melodies
Quickly and rapidly, physically and mentally
Hungrily grab narrowly and slowly onto your memories
As it quietly goes deeply, sleeplessly, yet neatly
Likely your memories shall call fearfully and carefully
But crudely, it is not calmly met directly with
Your friendly, stealthy soul that steadily
Awaits for reality’s perfectly attention of
Being hurtfully and terrifically freshly envied
Slightly hold your disappearing memory’s arm tightly
Rudely, though truly, stubbornly holding perfectly freely
Until, totally suddenly, it is really resting normally
And nobly alongside your soul, remains your holy memory’s legacy of history
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