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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:

Untitled (For Her)
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If I could dream of her laughter,
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If things could possibly end happily ever after
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I may not have lost myself
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Drowning in nothingness
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Wondering if any of it matters.
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And all we had was faith and words
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Darling for a moment, I believed you cared.
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For a moment I felt her stare
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But all we had was faith and words:
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Our silent and hopeful prayers
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In our velvet-tongued under our breath utterances,
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In our disconnected sanctuaries
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We prayed…
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Though all we had was faith and words,
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You were, you were my religion
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I miss those surreal superstitions.
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All at once, everything seems cold
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In passion, the civil veneer disappears
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And then she leaves, I’m hoping she’ll reappear
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In vain I’ll whisper
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“My love, I miss our irrational superstitions”
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“Darling, you were my religion”
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In the night you fluttered in on winds and dreams
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And all our hopes for what could be…
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I know, I know that you’re out there
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I always thought that you cared.
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In these nights of throttled desperation
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The memories always arrive,
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Demanding restitution.
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They scream: “Wasn’t it your fault that we could never be?”
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I want to kiss you want to hold you
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Want to tell you that I love you again.
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This wont be easy this wont be sweet
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This is mainlining strychnine
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When I loved you, when I held you in my dreams
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For a moment, I felt Divine
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In synthetic memories, in darkest nights,
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I’ll see your picture, crystal clear, by the alarm clock lights.
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Your picture isn’t there, I’m paranoid in thinking you don’t care.
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I’m waiting on a lifeline, reflecting on this timeline
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And all the things that we just didn’t see, things that can’t be.
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Anymore.
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Without somebody, anybody, I’m just another nobody
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Why cant we talk about it?
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Don’t let it be just another whim-like reflex
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I don’t wanna be just another one of your conquered rejects
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Don’t dismiss me without reason, I swear with you I felt passion
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Sorry about all this darling, I’m just new to thing called emotion
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Nights I want to hold you and nights I just want to be alone
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Couldn’t they just throw me into the Tigris tied to a stone?
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Every now and then I’ll wonder if I’ll see you again
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Then I realize that when I saw her,
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It was only a dream… my friend.
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