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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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|House of addicts|
I saw them once, sitting round a T.V.
Like a fire, warming the company
They sat and talked and drank and smoked
Then one said, 'hey man, how bout some coke?'
As he sat wide eyed, I will never forget
How he always looked like he had just wept
But one thing was so sure in his head
If he didn't get a hit, he'd rather be dead.
The word he spoke seemed so familiar
to his vocabulary, and everyone else's was similar
so with nods of recognition they all hummed a 'yeah'
Then one gave the coke-head a toke, just to get rid of his longing stare.
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