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Unforgivably Ill

I fell ill against my will And swallowed many a glass infused pill To satiate my mundane brain Feeling the wrath of the rain on the planes It drove me mad, more than a little insane. But it's ok, not that I ever was, I begged and pleaded to be wiped out with a Torrential flood Yet the oceans ran dry at the plight for the Unforgivable sin, Could this 'ere be the sanest I've ever been? Denying that which denied me first Or have I been irrevocabley afflicted with A neverending curse? I see no purpose, no rhyme or reason Yet I've been cast down to hell For this here my treason. Carrying the weight of the world Upon my shoulder, Life grew dimmer and my heart So much colder. I learned that God does not forgive, Never did, never will And that to swallow the bitter pills, Is my dear friend what made me Ill.

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