poetry critical

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Poetry Critical 2.0

Hey guys, Donald here.

In a few weeks, this site will be 9 years old. 9 years! And I still know some of the earliest submissions by heart.

But, boy. That’s like 102 in web-years. So it’s time for something new. I’m building that something now with my nights-and-weekend minutes (and plenty of coffee). Buy me a cup?

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Random Poem:

So/Well.
nixon

Yeah.
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So she tells me to harness my fea-eelings.
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And she tells me to try and forget my life of mess.
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But sometimes you just can't remember how it
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all began. It's just a blurry thought. No, it's a...
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never mind.
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Well, this spectacle of mine, will it ever come to end?
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And when it does (if it ever does) will you stand and applaud for me. For the wreckage and abandon that I
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may have left behind. But that wasn't my intention. No, it's a...yes it was.
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So tonight we'll run away from our the(rapists).
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And we'll sing till the streetlights start humming our
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melody. And when they do it will be such a pretty sight,
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you're such a...pretty sight.
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Well, my life it don't compare to my dying day.
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No, this sentence of mine will be finished by your
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breath. And when we reach that turning point, we will
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not close our eyes. Or maybe you will not...or maybe
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I will...too.
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So the sky will not cry, not it will illuminate.
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For this night has made us lovers, yeah it's made us lovers once again.
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And for the first time we will talk as if we will forever
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be. Even though that could...never...be.
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Well, for now I will dream of a better day. One where
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something as innocent as this could not exist.
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For when you grasp my hand I'll go and try to gasp
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for breath. No it's not tingling...it's more like...
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never mind.
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So this city will turn all its lights off for us.
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We'll be there in the center of it all, our privacy.
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No, it will not be disturbed by busy bees and
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horny birds.
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No it will be ours.
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Tonight.
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