Oh humble misery
Once again you’ve come to visit me
Things were so magnificently
Marvelous and colorful
Sweet crush, no night with you was ever dull
I wish I could reach out and hold you tonight
Alas no spell or words can make us right
All poetry is bleak
With you gone, only pictures in sight
This feels wrong, no one to hold tight
My heart forgot how to beat
Dark clouds, that will never take flight
My dreams are lost, without Albrecht
(everything's cool, i just felt like writing, and it seemed like an interesting topic)
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