Do you remember melancholy?
I’m sure you do, it was all we had.
It was a basket of bad news,
Wrapped in all we couldn’t take.
It became a bad habit of ours,
Like a way of life that chose us instead.
Its good to look back on such a thing,
As why we felt ever so jaded.
Dancing in despair made us smile somehow,
So I don’t regret a thing we did.
Yet in the light of another day I see,
That being this is this being we are.
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Its short but I cant write any more
P.S: "Ah, les bons vieux temps ou nous etions si malheureux" is a french proverb that means "Ah, the good old times when we were so unhappy."
