Pain (an acrostic poem)

Punished at the speed of thought

As her mental sea exploded with wave after wave

Intensity so high she had to close her eyes and grit her teeth

Nerves fried, she fled into the oblivion of darkness hoping to find relief

Grit (an acrostic poem)

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Given she was down at least a pint and a half of blood

Really, she should be passed out on the ground

Instead, she looked the creature in the eye and growled

That’s what finally broke the monster and it fled into the darkness