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I wish I didn't make that face When I swallow wine. My face contorts. Mouth goes sideways when brain goes upside down. Everybody's smashing things up And my brain-hole likes it.
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May 19, 2010
May 19, 2010 at 7:18 PM UTC
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I wish I didn't make that face When I swallow wine. My face contorts. Mouth goes sideways when brain goes upside down. Everybody's smashing things up And my brain-hole likes it.
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May 19, 2010
May 19, 2010 at 7:18 PM UTC
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