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[achuislemochroi]

Lost Fairytale, Ten/Rose, PG
The Doctor, post-Doomsday
Regret is such a poison to the soul, 114
A/N: The first thing I’ve done for this comm in far too long, this is a blank verse sonnet which ends on a rhyming couplet. I hope you like it!

Comments

[takethewords]

Your name for ever on the lips, my love,
Of a broken coward who yearns, who seeks,
An absolution that he scarce deserves

This is beautiful! I'm so glad you entered! :)

[morrighangw]

Oh, this is so gorgeous. ♥

[alizarin_skies]

Wow, I missed your short Ten!angst ones. And this one is really gorgeous :3

[rowofstars]

Your name for ever on the lips, my love,
Of a broken coward who yearns, who seeks,
An absolution that he scarce deserves
For failing to declare what should have been
The easiest of things to tell: the truth.

OH This is just heartbreaking and marvelous. It really feels like the Doctor, especially in the way he recriminates himself for losing Rose.

[fionissima]

Blank verse! ♥ Oooooh. This is wonderful. Nicely done!