You are
the last bits
of Nutella
left in the jar.
I scrape and
scrape and
use a spatula
then I lick
the rest
at the bottom.
It's awful,
but I can't stop.
The jar's almost empty though,
I'm almost done.
I finally
have to throw it
away.
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Poetry
#diary
#family
#friendship
#heartbreak
#love
#poetry
#romaance
You are
the last bits
of Nutella
left in the jar.
I scrape and
scrape and
use a spatula
then I lick
the rest
at the bottom.
It's awful,
but I can't stop.
The jar's almost empty though,
I'm almost done.
I finally
have to throw it
away.
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