Amanda Shelton Poems

My memory is flawed
my reality is not my own
I can not chose what I see and hear
for what I believe is real is not always true
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I lay on the floor
arms spread out by my sides
I am looking at the shadows
that dance on the selling
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Love me like the mountains love the rain.
Cry me a river,
Of a lover's tears let me wipe away all your salty fears.
Let them drizzle down my windows pain,
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Come see through the eyes of the stares
come lesson through the ears of the falling rain
come drift through the softness of the clouds
come frolic through the grass with the deer
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Ones I saw the
world I see being
developed in its own
tragedy, going were
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