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I Boom! The sound of forks against plates Deafening ears. Cutlery, As an extermination weapon Lethal enough To seize eyebulbs and half-cut fingers Stop the nervous system, Unleash the dreadful ice. II The cutlery Untouched, slumbers on the table This spoon of hatred Swallows the sun Explodes straight after Boom!
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Dec 11, 2015
Dec 11, 2015 at 4:33 PM UTC
Cutlery
I Boom! The sound of forks against plates Deafening ears. Cutlery, As an extermination weapon Lethal enough To seize eyebulbs and half-cut fingers Stop the nervous system, Unleash the dreadful ice. II The cutlery Untouched, slumbers on the table This spoon of hatred Swallows the sun Explodes straight after Boom!
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Dec 11, 2015
Dec 11, 2015 at 4:33 PM UTC
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