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 Jan 2020 Julian Moses
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Cold and lonely silence
of early morn
Screams of rockets wake
(another crows song?)

No impact is heard so,
i must be wrong
Night gets darker still
no hope or trace of dawn
 May 2019 Julian Moses
Pagan Paul
She
.
He is just another notch
     on her sterile bed of love.
He is just another victim
     of conquest for her thighs.
She is just another link
     in his daisy chain of woe.
She is just another span
     on his long bridge of sighs.



© Pagan Paul (21/05/17)
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Sleeping in a silent forest
night sky come and swallow me whole
I promise I won't protest
These stars may fill my tired soul
And these trees, oh, how I love thee
Lush and green, dark and eerie
This is where I long to be
Here is where I'd never be weary
I put my life onto the earth
Dig myself a hole for a bed
This is where lies all lifes worth
Here everything is, I miss nothing I haven't had

Roots may pervade me, leafs shall cover
And in my stead another will grow
I will dissolve in the arms of my last lover
And of all misfortune it will never speak nor will it show

On new branches my soul will hang
until another

— The End —