Birdie Anderson Poems

Holding on the door knob
My hands are sweating
Panting beats in my head
Are they coming
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I screamed & stomped down the hall
While you sit there looking so frickin calm
I almost fall to the floor with pure grief
But you caught me; I knew you wouldn't let me fall
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I don't recognize this man
Who has blood on his hands
I don't recognize this boy
Who seems to know the ways of war
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Don't smile, Don't go near
Don't show me affection, Dear
I'm not worth
I'm not as good as you
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Darkness
Killing
Blood-spilling
Coldness
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A sound here
A sound there
They are somewhere
A rushing movement across of the room
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For that year
That month
That day
That hour
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Dark is creeping
Children screaming
Mothers weeping
I can't see and
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I imaged myself
As pretty as I can be
With the water fall behind me
And my long, thick, shiny hair is down
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Don't give me that stare
Of annoyance
When I am laughing
Don't give me that glare
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