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:

Poison/No More
Nymph

All these questions
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in my head,
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resounding, pounding,
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my soul is dead.
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I seek the answers
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that don't exsist,
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to find the lies
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that brought me bliss.
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A sphere of hatred,
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with a core of love.
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Poison delivered
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with a silken glove.
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Take my life
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and leave me be.
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Look inside your soul
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and see...
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if I cannot make you happy,
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then neither will anyone else,
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for that in me which brought you grief
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is only in yourself.
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Tears of blood are streaming,
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pouring down my face.
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Trying, in vain, to wash away
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the pain that took your place.
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My eyes can see no color.
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No red, or blue, or green.
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Because a world with shades of grey
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is all that\'s to be seen.
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My fingertips feel nothing now,
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but the memory of your face.
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I long to touch you once again...
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I guess that won\'t be the case.
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The only thing my ears can hear
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are echos of the past.
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Words of love and how you promised
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you would make it last.
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I wish that I could make you feel
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what you have done to me.
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Take a dagger to your heart
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and tear your soul in three.
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But it comes to this immortal truth,
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a verdict from above-
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I am cursed and blessed it seems
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for you will always be my love.
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