Void, doesn’t go through me
Like grief does (Hell, I wish it did)
But it holds me quiet, still
Locked from the inside in a willing cage
The grip of my freeze response
Stronger than my rage.
-Al
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	Alan R (Pseudonym) (
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 - Category: Reflection
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Insightful and cleverly worded this poem makes rhyme work for it. Nicely done
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