hell is not hot
if you think it is, it's just because you haven't been there
hell is like cool drink of water
but it gets under your skin
gets right where it hurts the most
understands your weaknesses
anticipates your failures
its always there waiting
crouching
silent
hell is not
anything you would expect
because the glory of hell
is to give the unexpected
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