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One was solemn ; one was melancholy.
They were both the same thing,, pretty much. They were negative. They were depressing. They were sad. They had emotion.
But they’re different nonetheless.
One was poison ; one was venom.
They were both the same thing,, pretty much. They can kill. They sound ominous. But the words roll off your tongue, to the point you could taste the sweet release of death.
But they’re different nonetheless.
One was jam ; one was jelly.
They were both the same thing,, pretty much.
They sounded sugary sweet. They sounded…fruity , almost. They sounded…good. Like you could keep it in your mouth forever and never get tired of the taste.
But they’re different nonetheless.
One was a boat ; one was a ship.
They were both the same thing,, pretty much.
They sounded ambitious. They looked giant , almost scary. They looked…enticing ? Does that even make sense…?
But they’re different nonetheless.
One was a puppet ; one was a doll.
They were both the same thing,, pretty much. You play with them until they aren’t fun anymore. Toss them away when you’re done.
But they’re different nonetheless.
One was Emira ; one was Edric.
They were both twins , they were both ambitious , good looking , mischievous. They even finished their each other’s sentences for heavens sake !
But they’re different nonetheless. And they wished people would recognize them as their own people , rather than a puppet and a doll.