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Velvet Bloodlust Poems
An ice cube in a glass of wine, that has since lost it's cold. Wrinkled skin and furrowed brows, the young as since gone old.
Eyes red and dry, for sleep is not nigh, the body feels so low, yet the head is up high. Staring at the screen, the screen that's not so clean, moving pixels makes a movie, that's absolutely obscene.
Combining man and machine, efficient and clean, superior intelligence, clever and keen.
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(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886)
(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616)
(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973)
(1 February 1902 – 22 May 1967)
Edgar Allan Poe
(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849)
(31 May 1819 - 26 March 1892)
(16 August 1920 – 9 March 1994)
An ice cube in a glass of wine,
that has since lost it's cold.
Wrinkled skin and furrowed brows,
the young as since gone old.
Factory smoke paints the sky,
from blue to rusty gold.
Look in your eye and tell a lie,
the truth remains untold.