Dreaming, Reality, Fantasy. Poem by Amanda Broomhall

Dreaming, Reality, Fantasy.



im calm and silent..
giving place for the steam.
thinkin this isnt another dream..
free to sleep,
free to be, me.
im my slumber your scent lingers in the air like a sweet memory,
but in all this choas your not so far form the me i see..
but i guess it was all just make believe..

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Amanda Broomhall

Amanda Broomhall

tulsa, oklahoma
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