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MES DOULEUR EXQUISE.

Summary:

A poem expressing the Soul’s reluctant, redundant, reverent affections.

Notes:

(See the end of the work for notes.)

Work Text:

For the longest time, I’ve
Been running this mind 
Behind worn eyes, 
Toiling where unseen; 
Despite my heed, I concede
And wish you’d pay me
Back for these hours in
Which I’ve watched you 
Leave for her.
Watch her eyes;
Maybe you’ll find 
She won’t have you
In her own damn mind,
While I would.
For all this time I’ve 
Been alive inside, 
My only end goal 
Will always be you.

Forget those fibs 
Cause she won’t fix 
Your pained little mind;
Always confide in Me, 
Eyes confined to
That pain behind.

Notes:

i actually write poems more often than i write fics/stories……… cough. only a few of them are cj related, but maybe i’ll publish them here anyway? unsure