poem? bad? good? help?

Hillary

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their voices rushed through my ears, went to every part of my body and stabbed it. i couldn't feel anything. i could hear everything. i wasn't in control of my body. the hatred rushed into my brain and crushed it. i couldn't think. i could only act. i fell to the ground, thinking it might numb my throbbing head. it pounded. i couldn't do anything but scream. it made my head pound harder. but i couldn't stop. i tried anything to distract them. i threw myself between them. i punched and kicked. i swore and insulted. i questioned. nothing worked. i screamed and screamed and screamed. until i couldn't hear anything but my own voice. i stopped screaming. the pounding was getting louder. until it was louder than my screams had been. i put my head on the floor and sobbed. they stopped. i sobbed harder.


interpret it the way you want.
my question is
did this bring out an emotion in you???
 
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