Poems for No One (COMPLETED)

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La Douleur Exquise
by: cimmerian

Flaws. They can be seen.
Claws. They can be felt.
Don't know where I've been.
Don't know what to melt.

Is it my heart or my soul?
I've been here for so long
But I can't melt my heart nor my soul.
What's wrong?
Wait!

All the words inside my head,
Should I follow them?
All the voices that I hear,
I always feel them near.

"This isn't right! I should be with him!"
But all feels wrong when I see him.
"Don't worry, I'm right here."
Is anybody out there?

La Douleur Exquise.
Wanting someone unattainable.
Someone whispered to me,
"Are we in the same level?"

Past, I looked desperate.
I know that. It's obvious.
And I hated it. Few people knew.
Thinking like this for the past few months.

To all the boys I liked.
To all the boys I loved.
I'm sorry,
I need to give you all up.

Flaws? They can be solved.
Claws? They can be avoided.
Now, I know where I'm in.
Now, I melted my pain.