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Morning comes, with it the sun, but I can't pick me up from off this dirty ground.
Cold, but for the sick, sickly light of dawn. Shimmery, shivering, I'll wave my skinny arms around, sigh at my cigarette, try not to think about it.
Pink and bright, the light's a knife said to slice the gray away but I can't feel it today.
Pale fingers on my neck, whisper touches, honey-like, hovering, or is it concentrated breath? Sigh at my cigarette, try not to think about it. 
Try not to think about it.
Try not to think about it.
Try not to think about it.

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from Cold b​/​w Iron, released May 24, 2019

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