Fire

I felt one fire,
I burnt one sun,
Without desire,
Without fun.
I swallowed spiders
And chocked on death,
Me and my riders
Are breathing in meth.
I felt one desire,
Under your sun:
To swallow the fire
Whole and alone.

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