Six - [Text] - Bittersweet and Strange

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I'm still working on the one in light of things yesterday, but I was hit by a burst of inspiration again last night. You'll see this time that laughing is the last thought that'd cross your mind at this.

Baby, I miss you

My rock, my soul, my life

Without you I’m nothing

Without you it’s constantly night

Barring the fact that Nyx isn’t here

I can’t

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[pseudologos]

EASILY SOLVED!

ropes made out of words tied round your ankles they keep you grounded while everything else goes up in smoke because your coping mechanisms are second to none baby and you just JUMP OVER THE EDGE of the abyss she's staring into

BECAUSE
if you jump off here you'll jump into there
up is down
down is up
and you bring everyone home again

just like that, kids

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She's up, not down, Pseudologos.

[pseudologos]

But

the difference is none once you put words into their respective medium just as long as they come out the right way it can be so hard to make them come out the right way and is it time for them to leave yet? they said they'd be here soon it is nineteen minutes past the hour and still there is nothing to show for it

how do you know the difference?

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Gravity.

[pseudologos]

mmmm i can smell the curry you just made did you make curry i think you did that wasn't just the wizard because they sleep like corpses

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I hate hot and spicy foods, Pseudologos.