Lost childhoods and children,
forgiven from the heaven and they suffer as human like a curse had fallen upon them to struggle in a sac, and leave it to be called the happiest of all.

Childhoods forgotten and flourished as the happiest hopes to relive yet leaving the dark pasts behind. Ignored and cursed for we will forget as we grow up.

Preaches so Pure to stay so pure, there were children listening and preachers sinning.

My mind only remembers the best of times- so it forgets thats it only Wants to prove itself sane.