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 Feb 2016 Amber Bowen
aviisevil
an old man sits quietly and watch the sun rise beyond the mountains,
a lonely young girl kisses a red rose fondly and throws it in the fountain,
a small boy runs past a mother of three looking for her daughter,
a man silently lights up a cigarette and stands by the corner,
a fat man eyes the candy shop and quickly turns his head round,
someone in black stares at the sky as they lower the coffin into the ground,
one little girl eye the beautiful lady standing next to her at the shop,
someone walking past the flower shop halts as the traffic stops,
two dreaming eyes gaze at the four eyes staring into each other,
one blind kid screams into the walls where echo lingers,
a lady in wheelchair smiles as she hands herself to her man,
two little kids in the Park slowly destroy the castle made in sand,
one man in uniform looks up at the New shiny building by the street,
a tall beautiful man looks past his eyes as they begin to weep,
a dog barks as the postman delivers the last of his chore,
a frail old man sits melancholy waiting at the door,
two young spirits race each other hand in hand at the shore,
a young boy sleeps merrily as a mother sings him a lore,
a daughter watches her father as he lovingly kisses his wife,
a mother sits by his boy as he battles death with life,
a young couple strolls down the street into their new home,
an old man sits patiently by the pavement cold and alone,
an old woman sits quietly and watch the sun set beyond the mountains,
a lonely young man picks out a red rose morbidly from a fountain.
 Feb 2016 Amber Bowen
Caitlin
It's funny how you can prepare for something,
Then all of a sudden be pushed to your knees
With crippling anxiety.
And I know I'm not all that prepared,
And I'm stressing the little things,
But my future hangs in the balance.
If I don't pas this audition with soaring colors ,
I don't know what I'm going to do.
 Feb 2016 Amber Bowen
Paul Lost
Attraction pulls me closer
Your flickering flame is art
Promise drew emotion
A moth to a burning start

Cursed in the ending
Sang songs of a crying heart
No promise to be broken
Burning moth, without a start
 Feb 2016 Amber Bowen
Sky
I swear I can see the universe in your eyes.
 Feb 2016 Amber Bowen
river
when i fall asleep at night
i dream of the color of your eyes
and how your hands won’t ever hold mine
i dream of your voice and your laugh
i loved your laugh, it was so full of life

i try to remember our happy times
sometimes i think of you too much and
i start to sink in the pain for the space
that will no longer be filled with your face
like how i won’t get to say
good morning to you anymore
or to tell you how much i hate your guts
and you’d say you love me anyway
and maybe at that moment
you would’ve loved me even more

i feel so lost without you here
i don’t like admitting i won’t ever
get to call you again on the phone
or even the way i felt when i
wanted to punch you in the face
for every word you spoke

at least it was real
at least i could get mad at you
now all i can do is wish you were here
so i could feel your warm embrace
just always remember, please remember
i love you so, i love you so

i miss the way you looked at me
like i was your everything and more
and though you turned my world upside down
you’re the one who made it whole
now my heart’s left behind
and though it’s beating
i don’t feel alive

i miss your hand in mine
i miss all your lies
i miss the nights you’d make me cry
but it was alright, because you were still alive
and that made everything fine
daddy issues.
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