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 Oct 2018
adriana
she was the maker, he was her muse
a creative girl with everything to lose

she colored her canvas with her bleeding heart
she loved him and watched her world fall apart

she got her heart broken but kept a blank face
knowing that there are some mistakes you can't erase

she gave up her art, a lover betrayed
her pure white mind turned a darker shade.
And then there were seven.
 Sep 2018
Edmund black
As I stand at the window
looking into the blue sky
dreaming of another time
where laughter freely flowed
I listen to the embers burning
as they cast a warm glow
My heart was hanging heavy
knowing this world of mine
Is surrounded by darkness
as far as my eyes can see
And realizing that
I had nothing to offer
for all I have to give
could never be wrapped
with a bow
Tears started
flowing down my face
My tears fresh, hot and anew
Tears of sadness
And then it came to me
not entirely nothing
a smile begins to creep
across my face once more
Nothing could compare
to the the joy and excitement
that rises within me
My strength increases
the longer I started to realized
I could give them my all
I’ll give them all I have
The true love and joy I feel
forevermore they are
the true gifts to me
that I know is real
I’ll give them my love
 Aug 2018
Pagan Paul
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Which crimson bud
doth burst forth white,
which lovely flower
doth perfume the night,
flourish and flutter
doth stamen and petal,
the bee upon beauty
doth gently settle.



© Pagan Paul (15/08/18)
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