Near Matches
Ignore Exact
Everything
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Kank-A
My tongue, every atom of my blood, form'd from this soil, this air,
His mouth tastes like blood and sugar.
I will make your oppressors eat their own flesh and they shall be drunk with their own blood like wine
canker sore
Jack Churchill
You can't squeeze blood from a stone
benzocaine
Kiss
Kiss And Swallow
The Punisher
mouth ulcers
sore loser
cold sore
ergonomic
Miasma
Chancre
Botfly
keep out of reach of children
Blistex
Comfortably Numb
anaesthetic
Napalm
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