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I listen to music by Mozart,
I listen to music by Bach,
I’m carried away through the night,
with no thought of care for the clock.

Sonatas by Beethoven,
I hear waltzes by Strauss,
in fancy, I see myself in beautiful gown,
as I float serenely about the house.

A gentle number by the King,
love me tender, now on my mind,
lost in thoughts, dancing around,
I leave the passing night behind.*
~
  Oct 2017 Starr Bright
Pagan Paul
Kut
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Pain.

Like sliding down bannisters
made from razor blades.

Like bathing in rose bushes,
swimming in broken glass.

I bought an Emo lawn.
It cuts itself.

Because I'm too busy ...

... cutting Me.



© Pagan Paul (04/10/17)
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For Claire.
I know you joke and make light of your self harm
but I look passed the smiles and bright eyes,
and see the pain still there waiting to come out.
I also know you didn't mean to take it so far this time.
Maybe by the time you read this you will be getting
the help and support you need.
I send love and best wishes for a speedy recovery.
<3 Paul.
My dreams floating upon a cloud of mist
            in a red balloon, my heart has kissed
                 drifting among the tops of trees
                     dancing and swaying in a light breeze.

                            Hopes and dreams floating away
                     along with the pains of yesterday
            in a red balloon, my heart has kissed
my dreams floating upon a cloud of mist

Day turns to night, night turns to day
         new hopes and dreams float my way
                drifting among the tops of trees
                     dancing and swaying in a light breeze.

                     In a red balloon, my heart has kissed
                new dreams float upon a cloud of mist
        kissed by grace with a gentle breeze
my heart and soul feel peaceful ease.
~
The Sun a golden yellow
in a sky of cobalt blue,
blooming emerald leaves
under flowers of purple hue.

Dazzling bright colors
beautiful feathers of white,
soaring through the sky,
mystical doves in flight.

Flowers fresh and sweet
strawberries drizzled in cream,
beautiful visions of love
kissing every single dream.*
~
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