Lost and missed

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This poem is a semi cento. Semi, because a couple of lines are original. Thanks to all the
creators whosr work is used in the cento.

Lost and missed

I can't fake a smile, when my heart starts to cry,
Emotions start to rise with the moist in my eye,
Forgeting my feelings for you makes me sick,
So I just let the heart speak through the actions I pick.
I never wished to be everything to everyone,
But I never tried enough to be that something to someone.

It is true that I could have done it all a little better,
I know the words to use and words I'd never utter.
I messed it up, and how dearly do I miss my crony,
Not mere a stop but I wished you were the journey
I cherish the memories, influences are vowed,
The portion of my life that makes me proud,
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

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Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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