he intends to be a cut-throat

it‘s a delicate craft, to piece your conscience.

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• classygasoline 1 point 1 month ago

  Lost on a ship inside a bottle: I‘m a stow-away in my mind. Unaffected by the word, only affected by my thought. It‘s a delicate craft, to piece your conscience, but if you‘ve got cold feet it never gets done. There‘s no reaction. I‘ve got to get up, get out. I‘ve got to get up, get out. It will be the death of me.

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