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:

My Liberation
angel515

Will i let her words be my demise?
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Will i be able to come back
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from this one?
 3
 
 
Will i be to weak form all
 4
 
 
the others?
 5
 
 
Will there be enough pieces left of
 6
 
 
my heart to scoop up and
 7
 
 
start to rebuild yet again.
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will i be alone?
 9
 
 
Will i be able to trust
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someone w/ the few pieces left?
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Ever?
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Or.
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Will i take her words and
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let them be the last thing
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goin through my head.
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As  the blade finally runs
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too deep.
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As the pills finally begin to
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kick in.
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As the earth is no longer
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under my feet.
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As the noose tightens
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o so quickly round my neck.
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As i sit here writing  these
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oh so heavy words.
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i sit with my musik
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booming into my eardrums,
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as it is drowning out
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her words in my mind.
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Then i awake and there
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is silence. dead silence.
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Then i see myself
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there on the cold stain-
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less steel table.
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I am looking at myself
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my-dead-self.
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As i look around
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i see no one.
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Cause no one
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ever truly cared.
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And this is my proof.
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Will i be able to come
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back from this one?
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