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heartache for the blood smeared cue ball. the announcer singles me out, knowing my middle name [rhymes with decay]. *and any day now i will win something*. the announcer laughs; says my body is the dumbest corpse he's ever seen.
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Oct 11, 2018
Oct 11, 2018 at 4:31 PM UTC
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heartache for the blood smeared cue ball. the announcer singles me out, knowing my middle name [rhymes with decay]. *and any day now i will win something*. the announcer laughs; says my body is the dumbest corpse he's ever seen.
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Oct 11, 2018
Oct 11, 2018 at 4:31 PM UTC
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