Nauseous, ready to vomit; It’s nothing to what I’m feeling
As I look up to find… That puppets are on the ceiling.
It’s crazy; this place is laden with secrets as well
A cellar door that opens up and lets me peek into hell
I see the man, as he flips the sign that says, “We’re closed”
You think I was shocked before? This time my head is froze
As I run toward the hidden door, I begin; I’m spittin bile,
I look back at the owner and he grins a wicked smile
^^Favorite section of this.
You have a nack for creating pretty vivid imagery in your pieces. Nice storyteller as well I'd say you're similar to Witty in terms of your style. All in all this piece gave an eerie feeling and tone throughout lol. Your wording you use is simple but it compliments you well. It sorta paints the picture better I feel. You use basic wording and scheme but end up creating a nice story and imagery so who gives a fuck about scheme!? Haha but forreal this is a nice piece NG. Keep it up.
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