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Sweeney Todd (
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2021-07-05 04:29 am (UTC)
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[He flinches at the name, but doesn't offer an alternative. Just keeps his head low.]
He made me into a monster. Fifteen years ago-
[His voice cracks, and his hands tighten in his hair.]
Five weeks ago,
I was...
I
thought
I was a good man.
[
Good men are not ones that never make mistakes, they're ones that don't ignore them.
He takes his left hand from his hair and clenches it tight into a fist. The bandage wrapped around it
is seeping blood.
]
Why couldn't you just let me die?
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He made me into a monster. Fifteen years ago- [His voice cracks, and his hands tighten in his hair.] Five weeks ago, I was...
I thought I was a good man.
[Good men are not ones that never make mistakes, they're ones that don't ignore them.
He takes his left hand from his hair and clenches it tight into a fist. The bandage wrapped around it is seeping blood.]
Why couldn't you just let me die?