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:

Finally Turning to Arrogance
astrophel

she should damn well care
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whether or not i am an island-
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i dont have the italian leather
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sofa, and she's without the
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healthy breasts. hers couldnt
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begin to bounce. my name isnt
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any dish to be served cold-
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i am not revenge. im real.
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turning jealousy into envy
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and back again, forgetting all
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the little differences and
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making you turn away.
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turn your head from me.
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and walk away. because finally
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i see that all those times
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i begged and pleaded, saying
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"it's me, not you." was nothing
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but that same silliness they spout
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about the world ending yesterday.
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and i wouldnt be standing here
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if anything was different yesterday,
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but today i truly see that
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it's you, not me. you're
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too damn picky, and i'm about to
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throw up the pies and see
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how close-minded, from your
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eyelids, up and over your head.
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giving you a brain wedgie.
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not like there's one in there anyway.
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and now that hurts more than ever,
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knowing i could be stupider than you.
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drawing me close and drawing me near
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just to draw me up close and
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leave a map at the bottom of some pier.
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i hate falling in love with you
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with every single time you look by me
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and say "hi" to me and pass by me-
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i could never forget those lies.
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and how'd you tease me with them
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burn them into me and let us not forget
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how you cleverly looked about
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calling it art, fingering the keys
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and locking the doors looking so shocked.
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like you didnt know you were the one
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that turned the key, such a plea to be innocent.
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and i fell for it, but
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i'm done falling in love with you.
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i may not be an island,
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but i'm setting up border patrol.
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