Life Is Bleak Poem by Timothy Weiermann

Life Is Bleak

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Life is bleak and barrenly cold
The world is no place for sickly old
The sun is dim and sky grey
The moon wanes and man loses day
Pools of blood reflecting the night
No living thing stands in sight

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