Freelance Writer. Senior Games Designer.
Type One:
Anger.
A stone body; cement eyes
dominate with their Medusa stare.
Steel fists— a burst of movement.
Crimson poison gushes through split knuckles;
depression bruised.
Type Two:
Teary.
A crumpled body; eyes a dam
until the defences crumble
and the river overflows.
The soul cleansed of poison;
the stains washed out.
Type Three:
Emptiness—
That Medusa stuff got me so hard man
Also the didn’t expect ending
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Strong imagery and an overall powerful piece
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Thank you
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Grade A wordidge
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Thank you!
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