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Scrape,scrape,scrape. Sounds of sad desperate melody as one would agree, Tok-scrape-pause }x3 The happy anthem is ending,hun. Might as well give up, corners are mere torture, twisting,turning, every angle you turn that butter knife, It doesn't reach where you want it to. The happy anthem is ending, the desperate background and torturous beat comes to an end, leaving an imprint of sadness in your mind. no more nutella for you.
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Jul 1, 2015
Jul 1, 2015 at 1:10 PM UTC
End Of Snack Time
Scrape,scrape,scrape. Sounds of sad desperate melody as one would agree, Tok-scrape-pause }x3 The happy anthem is ending,hun. Might as well give up, corners are mere torture, twisting,turning, every angle you turn that butter knife, It doesn't reach where you want it to. The happy anthem is ending, the desperate background and torturous beat comes to an end, leaving an imprint of sadness in your mind. no more nutella for you.
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Jul 1, 2015
Jul 1, 2015 at 1:10 PM UTC
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