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Twisted brain shiver spine tickle Morbid curiosity has the wheel and lead feet The torch is melting your face Death beats you with a fire extinguisher Death keeps screaming "it's for the irony" You high five with exuberance.
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Jul 11, 2016
Jul 11, 2016 at 2:14 PM UTC
High Fiving Death
Twisted brain shiver spine tickle Morbid curiosity has the wheel and lead feet The torch is melting your face Death beats you with a fire extinguisher Death keeps screaming "it's for the irony" You high five with exuberance.
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24/F/Canadian
Jul 11, 2016
Jul 11, 2016 at 2:14 PM UTC
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