There were days, when man could be a man in a man's work.
Iron, whales, coal, steal, naval arms
they didnt have personality or statements
they pierced there ears because they didnt want the demons
inside of them, to drown them at sea.
not because
they wanted to express there individual "tribal" nature
often sitting around in my shitty jewelry and fag clothes
i wish i could just give it up for a wool uniform and a harpoon
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