Blissless Poems - Poems about Blissless

...In my World of Yuletide Contentment, My mind wanders and loses sight of all current memory. I lay back flat while flying through the full fresh air of aged time Thinking of Christmases long preser......

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...Darkest night and longest hours: Hours to labor and Hours to trip in the primitive ooze of repetition Hours to catch up or trade for spare minutes, Hours with eyes only half aware Of life and its war......

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...You keep staring cold blooded and watch us die because of your creations, if you invented this, safe us, you should know how to kill it, many new machines rising from the graves, dying in catacombs w......

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