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One night I had this dream... It showed a white Swing Set, and Death Angels lined up beside it.. I see this Winged girl, swinging on the Swing set. Just as I took a step forward, she looked at me, staring.. Her Eyes were as black as a burned down house and her gown was as white as pearls.. As I stepped toward the winged girl, She reached her hand out to me, sending a message to me in my mind.. Saying in a sweat and soothing voice: "Come my Darling... Come home... Come home..". As I reached out my hand aswell, I touched her hand.. So soft and full of life... I didn't know what to do.. Then I heard another calling... It said: "Sit down Sweat heart.. Sit beside me. Come.." Just as I sat down, Everything turned to nothingness.... I tried screaming but nothing came out. I tried to get as far away as I could.. Then, as soon as I got off the Swing set, Everything was going down and under.. When I looked up for my final glimpse at the swing set, I saw the Winged Girl.. Gliding Above me... Waving..
You and I
Are water and salt:
Needing one another
Separately,
To live,
But dying of thirst
If taken together.
 Dec 2014 Kambry Wilson
AMcQ
A meandering mist
leaks from your
barely parted lips.
I am in awe
at the slow motion
spectre.
If only my open mouth
could catch it,
perhaps it wouldn't haunt me so...
 Dec 2014 Kambry Wilson
ryn
Crescent
 Dec 2014 Kambry Wilson
ryn
•i        
     was    
         once    
              whole    
               •full and
                    complete•
                       grand desi-
                          gns adorned
                              upon my very
                               soul•always...
              ­                  would land on
                                    my feet•my wo-
                                     rds now partially
                                      broken•resembli-
                     ­               ng that of an ail-
                                   ing crescent• i...
                                 am still here, i...
                               watch and i lis-
                           ten• scouring
                        for mediocre
                 remnants
             that still
         remain
 abs
en  
t•      
.
The promise you made
to love me
means more than
the promise I made
to love myself
About everyone in my life, ever.
 Dec 2014 Kambry Wilson
Eman
Intangible like the scent of mist
                                           that was him
Delightful like a thoughtful gift
                                          that was him
Pure as the first tears of a child
                                           that was him
Provoking like revenge fantasies
                                           that was him
Sudden like catastrophies
                                          that was him
Enlightened like the city lights
                                           that was him
Honest like a father's vows
                                          that was him
Vivid like the colored crows
                                          that was him
Distinguished like the sun among all stars
                                         that was him
Detailed like the winter's sky
                                           that was him
The only man that made me cry
                                           that was him
I guess that was him.
pet
lift your chin and smile please
you have no idea how gorgeous you are when you smile.
:)
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