Love Is Bliss
Bliss was ego-ed by the neglect of the madness,
Conjuring courage to wrestle the responsibility of the real emotions;
Flowing in the fake tubes of blessed matter.
Untamed. Blinded. Ego-ed.
Realization crept in disguised as a friend to steal the ego.
Freed now! Drenched in madness.
Surrendered!
Love entered!
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