*high pitch voice*
Do u want to build a snowman?
Do u wanna go and play?
I never c u anymore comes out the door its like uve gone away.
We used to be best bloodies.
And now were not.
I wish u wood tell me die.
Do u want to build a snowman?
*choppy voice* O K DIE.
The gore never bothered me anyway.
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