Violet Carson Poems

Spinning, spinning
Round and round
I feel myself
Fall to the ground
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A tree falls
Falling
Falling
Can you hear its one last sigh?
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They smile down
Watching us
Seeing how we live
They know our secrets
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The darkness of the night

Surrounds the mind
Ensnares the senses
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In the darkness a voice cries out
It calls for its salvation
No one hears her plea for help
No one stops her soul’s mutilation
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A hundred knives
And just one tear
One soul dies
Can you hear?
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Don’t Follow me
My tatterered soul
Falls into darkness
Blackest darkness
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The little girl watched
Secluded, Behind
She saw all the people
And they all seemed so blind
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I can feel it
Like a shadow
Shading my soul
Luring and enticing
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