Poems by Biscuit

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  • She sits all alone,
    with her head in her hands...

  • The tick of a clock is the passing of time
    But which part of time has been lost...

  • The rain fell.
    Ignorant, stubborn, blinkered...

  • Strolling by the river,
    skimming stones in the water...

  • Wanted.
    Shy, outgoing female seeks attractive male to...

  • Beautiful willow,
    dancing in the moonlit breeze...