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What is in the pit? part 4 We were still walking in the wheat planting. Wheatley spend many time thanking me and apologizing because of what he done, I said to him it was all okay. But now Wheatley was quiet while I was singing. I think he was listening to me.
It was so good to have my voice back! Now I was able to talk, to sing, to whisper.
I noticed that the sun was going down and the sky was all colorful already.
I stopped and put the Companion Cube on the ground. Wheatley turned to me. I sat on the Cube and patted the empty space beside me.
"Sit here." I said, my voice still a little hoarse, and he sat by my side.
"Why?" Asked him.
"Remember when you asked if what I saw in the pit could really happen?" I asked smiling.
"Yes..." Said him.
"So, just watch." I turned to the horizon.
We stayed quiet, watching the sunset. I looked at Wh
mechanici want to kiss every aching wound you have,
bandage your heart every time it bleeds,
and patch up your mind over and over
because not a single tear deserves to fall
from your brandy-drenched eyes
but this dripping heart of mine can only feel
and the healing honey words it flames get caught
in the back of my throat and on the roof of my mouth
so i only have these passionate guttural cries
to tell you that i care all too much
and in order to fix you up again,
i would need to tear myself to tatters
and trade all of my working parts
for your leftover, fading pieces
but i just haven’t figured out how.
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