Poems by Biancas Veil

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  • Green (3)

    Stumble fall slip
    Climb back up and take a hit...

  • What makes a word a word,
    Who came up with it and gave it meaning...

  • Here I sit in this tiny office,
    Alone and bored but always mounds of work to do...

  • Spider spider
    You scare me so...

  • As sun catches the beads that fall like fire from...
    Pure bliss courses through my veins...

  • I am but one
    I stand alone...

  • Here I am again
    Reminiscing old memories...

  • To think of what I had,
    What I didn't get...

  • A being of dark,
    Long suppressed and hidden...

  • A being of light,
    Awoken from the eternal slumber...

  • Alone (3)

    Here I am again
    Reminiscing old memories...

  • I've had it!
    I sit down here an i work for you...