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Array ( [sid] => 169588 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Lost && Found [time] => 2011-12-23 14:22:11 [hometext] => I need feedback, my boyfriend wants to frame a poem and hang it on his wall this is what I have [bodytext] => The life she lived was rotten,
she was lonely and confused;
to escape the grip of reality a cigarette is what she used.
Park benches is where she sat and thought,
where her life had been,
memories that consumed her,
slowly they crept in.
Memories from her past,
as young as the age of ten.
Suddenly it hit her,
she knew just what to do
quickly stepping out her smoke with the sole of her shoe.
She barred the seed of happiness,
it had been planted all along,
She rushed home and played loudly her favorite John Lennon song.
She was at ease,
no longer lonely or confused;
now to escape the harsh times her mind is what she used.
Realizing her life was merely just a quest,
she purposely lived happily her very very best.
Life is what you make it,
even thought it can be hard.
So live your life to the fullest;
cause each day your dealt a brand new card. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 114 [topic] => 19 [informant] => CassidyWaldner [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => InspirationalPoems )

Lost && Found

Contributed by CassidyWaldner on Friday, 23rd December 2011 @ 02:22:11 PM in AEST
Topic: InspirationalPoems

The life she lived was rotten,
she was lonely and confused;
to escape the grip of reality a cigarette is what she used.
Park benches is where she sat and thought,
where her life had been,
memories that consumed her,
slowly they crept in.
Memories from her past,
as young as the age of ten.
Suddenly it hit her,
she knew just what to do
quickly stepping out her smoke with the sole of her shoe.
She barred the seed of happiness,
it had been planted all along,
She rushed home and played loudly her favorite John Lennon song.
She was at ease,
no longer lonely or confused;
now to escape the harsh times her mind is what she used.
Realizing her life was merely just a quest,
she purposely lived happily her very very best.
Life is what you make it,
even thought it can be hard.
So live your life to the fullest;
cause each day your dealt a brand new card.

Copyright © CassidyWaldner ... [ 2011-12-23 14:22:11]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Lost && Found (User Rating: 1 )
by Jeriku on Friday, 23rd December 2011 @ 05:58:35 PM AEST
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Its interesting.. Dont need change..

Re: Lost && Found (User Rating: 1 )
by aliopterix on Friday, 23rd December 2011 @ 06:38:12 PM AEST
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Great read and beautifully presented thank you - - Aliopterix

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