Poem #9

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Anger and sadness,
despair and vicious attacks.
As of fight or flight,
you're left behind.

Dragged down by ankles,
silent screams cry out.
Is this Anger?
Is this sadness?

How do you see it?
Aren't they the same?
Caused by the same things...
Two different reactions...

How very similar,
and how different all at once.

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