Near Matches
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eyeball harvesting machine
The increase of entropy ain't what it used to be
Oozing with a non-specific malice
Yan Can Cook
Dried Frog Pills
Twelve years dungeon. All of you. Dungeon. Seven years. No trials.
halfway homes, catacombs, twilight zones
hymns of detonated twilights along toxic shores
I was floating in the ocean of his eyes.
It's Hard to be Humble
I want to rip off your logic and make passionate sense to you
Eyes like extinguished paper lanterns
Against my will it is seeping into me, this information.
Most certainly, your fingernails stimulate magnetism in the most organic of solvents
fork in the eye
You're not going to be happy until you put someone's eye out
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