I can still feel the pain of the rejection and sorrow that course through my bloodstream like battery acid as I wrote each word.
TOO REAL
He came to me
We cared
We laughed
We loved
And the love was real
And then it was gone
We argued
We cried
We hated
And the hate was real
Too Real
Written by Pamela Sheltong November 1982
Another poem I wrote using the first part of the Alphabet
Boys
ABoy
Could
Do
Every
Fun
Good
Hateful
Important
Jealous
Kind
Lovable
Mean
Neat
Obnoxious
Pleasant
Questionable
Ridiculous
special
Thing
Written by Pamela Shelton February 1983
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