The Ill Bliss

The evil thrill fluttered my heart,
And then coursed through my veins,
A demonic happiness inflated my lungs,
And my surprised chest heaved.

The wonderful devil was here,
And in bountiful force,
Forgotten by me,
But now dreadfully found.

He was here to drown the evening,
To black out tomorrow,
To thrust away humanity,
With burning banishment.

It was an ill bliss,
That fettered my head,
That distorted my soul,
That broke me within.

And I lay there,
In shards,

And the tears,

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