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and you might wake up early
and curse your life
but watch the sun rise
over the darkest clouds
and then you'll realize
you've simply been awake
at all the wrong hours
This is what happens when I have to be on a train at 6.30 AM and actually watch the sunrise. It is much less poetic when you're not a morning person.
Does it break your heart
To know that pretty stars
Don't shine on their own?
That others have been there from the start
Holding on to that light
For longer than you've ever known?
stand your ground
because he won’t understand
why he still hasn’t found
who you are and what you’ve planned

hide away
for he can’t know
that you’ve decided to stay
because there’s nowhere to go

forget that feeling
because he might feel it, too
you need to keep running
he can’t get attached to you

and once it’s too late
he won’t let you fall
you’ll see how funny is fate
and how unpredictable is love,
after all
When moonlight comes
And you have no company
Seek me not for I might assume
You want more than my lips and perfume
By watching the stars with me
our love is a song
and it’s out of key
run along, run along
you don’t need me

without a hook
i am but a blank page
our love isn’t a book
it’s just a cage

forgive and forget
but don’t ever fall
our love was a bet
we lost it all
I also just want to make a quick announcement: my poetry book "Alex's Spilled Ink" is free on kindle today and for a limited amount of time
Take a peek inside his poems
if you really want to know him.
He hides himself deep, immersed
a tiny piece in every verse.

Take a peek and take your time
savour the moment of every line.
Relish the thought of what lies there
and appreciate his soul laid bare.

© Pagan Paul (31/08/16)
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Okay guys! A bit sooner than I expected, my book is out!
Here’s the summary:
“A hero or a villain
To them it’s black or white
You’re a spectrum of a person
And none of them are right”

Alex’s Spilled Ink is a compilation of Alex’s poems, divided into three parts: heaven, earth and hell.
Heaven. Dip your hands in the warm, crytal water and reach for the words at the bottom of the lake. Inspiration. Hope. Love. Which will you take?
Earth. Keep your feet on the ground but look up towards the sky. What do you see? The moon, the stars, life passing by?
Hell. Fire burns but so does passion. You fight your battles and sometimes you lose. Hurt. Pain. Grief. Keep on fighting, there’s no excuse.

Alex's Spilled Ink is available only on every amazon (free on kindle unlimited!)

I hope you guys like my little compilation of poetry!
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