(Semi) Self-Inflicted
An Ending
By Poppy Published about a year ago • Updated about a year ago • 1 min read
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I was chained in a darkened dungeon
Moulded by your hands, locked by mine
You dressed yourself in triumph
Rubbed my beaten, bruised face
In your victory
You were cruel
And I was
Almost
Dead
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Poppy
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Outstanding
Excellent work. Looking forward to reading more!
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Excellent storytelling
Original narrative & well developed characters
Heartfelt and relatable
The story invoked strong personal emotions
Comments (13)
This was soul-crushing Poppy! Great metaphor for what a real nasty break up feels like!!
Ohh, this is so poignant. Such a sad and compelling story. So,so well done!
Oh my god, poppy. This is so good! I think my favorite line has to be: "You dressed yourself in triumph" <3 <3 How are these poor judges supposed to pick between all of your amazing nonets??! xD
Very heavy and dark. Another excellent nonet, Poppy!
Another evocative Nonet… “I was chained in a darkened dungeon… You dressed yourself in triumph”✅
As always, this hit me so hard because it was extremely relatable
Such powerful imagery here, Poppy. A fantastic piece
Damn, this line felt like a punch straight to the heart, 'Moulded by your hands, locked by mine'. Really sad and gripping piece.
"Almost" says it all. Fabulous work.
Strong imagery ❤️🩹
Heart skipped a beat; 💔.
Almost.
Incredible