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:

Sentimental
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Life going all to hell
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And here I am, growing sentimental
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Crucified by sadness
 3
Escaping under the influence
 4
Redeemed only by my own madness
 5
And I’m growing sentimental.
 6
 
 
Stories from childhood
 7
And memories past
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Old poems in old books
 9
“Remember when...”
 10
I’m growing sentimental
 11
 
 
Admitted crushes, regretted losses
 12
Tears that dried long ago
 13
Broken hearts, ashes in the seas
 14
Pain filled memories
 15
 
 
I’m growing sentimental
 16
 
 
I’m growing sentimental
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For what was only a yesterday
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But that first kiss
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       That first drink
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       That first hit
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       Those new friends
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       Those old lies
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       Those empty dreams
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Are all just another yesterday
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The fights, the struggles, and the choices we make
 26
The losses of today
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Will all too soon be reduced to a yesterday
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Passions lost to fleeting hearts and young minds
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Faces of memory lost in your own personal history
 30
Hope like a dwindling candle
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Kept aflame by sentiment alone
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Old picture, birthday years ago
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And I’m growing sentimental
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A yesterday is lost, can never be regained
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We can tell ourselves so, but memories never change
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With a sense of finality,
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There is no use for sentimentality.
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