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Lost by *cheramyn:iconcheramyn:

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We'll talk against the wall so hard,
Perhaps we'll fall right through;
For stonework seals each tear I've cried
but lets my dreams seep through.

Like sheets and shoes and shambled plans
and shining new ideas,
Like pumpkin moons and new balloons;
like hair behind the ears.

If I bought a smoke alarm I'd never mark the cost.
Matches tend to burn and die,
The flame upon them lost.

Let's walk upon the rain again,
Let's suffocate the pain again; like how I lost my key.
It's gone forever, lost for good;
Just like my dignity.

But I don't care, it's rude to stare,
The second chance is best.
I smell quite sweet, my world's quite neat
And possibly, I'm blessed.
©2006-2009 *cheramyn
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Author's Comments

This isn't so much a piece of art as a vent for not nice events that occurred quite a while ago now, but I wrote this straight after. Blah blah blah I'm not that blessed. Sometimes I disagree with myself? I'm not sure.

Ouch.

I guess my reasoning for the title "lost" (along with the fact that I incorporate the word into the poem) is the question- how can something be lost if you can never find it again? Why when someone dies do we say we've "lost" them? There are some things that can never be found again, and somehow...lost is the wrong term for it. Loss of innocence perhaps...You can't get that back. How very Blake of me.

I've grown very fond of this poem, even more so than muse perhaps...it's just so personal and I think maybe I managed to capture something.

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~KatWee Oct 24, 2006, 11:04:46 AM
Good poem, very nice. For some reason this title reminds me of a little program on tv.. caled LOST! YAY sawyer!

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~salmonofdoubt Oct 25, 2006, 3:49:56 AM
Like sheets and shoes and shambled plans and shining new ideas,
Like pumpkin moons and new balloons; like hair behind the ears.

It may just be the half-rhyme, but these lines really appeal to me. I suppose it's just the pure Frankie-randomness that somehow fits together. Feels sort of brittle and fragile, but not necessarily in a bad way - 'shining new ideas' frames it perfectly. Write more, lass!

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I do have a life! Plenty, in fact. I just took five last week and haven't disposed of them yet.
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*cheramyn Oct 25, 2006, 6:33:56 AM
Look this is what I mean.

Sawyer and kate, episode 2, kissing time.

And then, sawyer does his fighting action.

I thought it was good.

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I was born too late, to a world that doesn't care, oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair

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*cheramyn Oct 25, 2006, 6:44:01 AM
Thankyou, gah, I know I've been missing in action for several...forevers but it's nice to have people still commenting me, feel loved :D

And I shall be getting back to it asap, just trying to settle into sixth form life, which rocks, incidentally.

How is your life at the mo?

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I was born too late, to a world that doesn't care, oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair

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`Nicasus Oct 25, 2006, 9:19:40 AM
I think it is a very nice Poetry. Goes deep and says a lot in one time. Don't know what to say else actually, just great :D

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The only reason people get lost in thought is because it's unfamiliar territory.
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~Heartbrokyn Oct 25, 2006, 9:40:42 AM
This is an odd poem-- but it sounds hurting. I wonder what inspired it! The way its written does seems lost, but in the end, found.

//Heartbrokyn//

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"If you ever feel like you wish to RISE UP, RISE to the occasion."
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~salmonofdoubt Oct 26, 2006, 1:23:29 AM
Funny you say that. I can barely wait to get out of the sixth form. But it's been a great year and a bit, for definite.

I've never been more delighted it's half-term, actually. Work, uni applications, y'know. But I'm taking it easy. :nod:

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I do have a life! Plenty, in fact. I just took five last week and haven't disposed of them yet.
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*cheramyn Oct 27, 2006, 2:52:45 AM
Thanks for the comment :aww:

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I was born too late, to a world that doesn't care, oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair

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*cheramyn Oct 27, 2006, 2:54:38 AM
Thanks so much :)

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I was born too late, to a world that doesn't care, oh I wish I was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair

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~vallabee Oct 27, 2006, 5:02:41 PM
nice poem

i really like it - it flows well and the words you chose were great

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