Poison pen
Sprawled face down on this Swiss stained iron bed In a dismal cheap hotel With my one arm injured and the sweat-stained billowous murk From my last cold-turkey attack I tremble and shiver at the sound...
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So did you learn anything, Watson? Yeah. That you fight dirty. I fight without mercy. A habit you should develop if you hope to defend yourself against bigger, stronger opponents. Which may occur,...
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