Poem Art -4-

Ma misère est pardonnée par des pleurs.
Le débouché de mon cœur est verni avec
Haine.

My misery is forgiven by my tears,
The opening of my heart is varnished with
Hate.

Ugh, I hate hate HATE this one the most out of all of them -.-
Sorry that it's so shitty, I want to throw it in scraps, but it's part of the poem and it wouldn't make sense without it....sooo....yeeeeeeahhh

Enjoy if you can -.-

Love: door
Hate: "me" at top (it makes me wanna rip this to shreads)

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