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I wanna swallow a hook and direct it at the cork in my gut conveniently corroding the courage I mustered with a dump truck Bottle it up let it fizzle then pop Hello, my name is The Turn of a Door **** The slam that comes after when time runs faster than your little legs could master Nice to meet you Don't mind my standoffishness It happens when I feel threatened A Defense mechanism assembled by twelve children in a tantrum
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Aug 11, 2016
Aug 11, 2016 at 1:08 PM UTC
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I wanna swallow a hook and direct it at the cork in my gut conveniently corroding the courage I mustered with a dump truck Bottle it up let it fizzle then pop Hello, my name is The Turn of a Door **** The slam that comes after when time runs faster than your little legs could master Nice to meet you Don't mind my standoffishness It happens when I feel threatened A Defense mechanism assembled by twelve children in a tantrum
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Aug 11, 2016
Aug 11, 2016 at 1:08 PM UTC
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