This cold morning in hell

The air smells of fire
Freezing fire under a concrete ceiling
I can feel them in bed together
The head throbs with new season
Suppose sleep is the reason
I am not afraid anymore
But the fire and her pervasive smell
Tang this morning
This cold morning in hell

Distance

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Creature of Beauty

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Angels

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Knieval

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Het hoofd in de wolken

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N2D4

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Extinguished

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Another failed test

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Nothing

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Sick

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