Bianca Free


Bianca Free Poems

1. Yesterdays Ago 4/5/2012
2. Wilted Rose 12/19/2011
3. When 4/5/2012
4. What of Your Time? 2/14/2012
5. Undefeated 9/7/2011
6. Trekking 3/26/2012
7. Trapped 1/11/2012
8. Traces of a Stranger 1/15/2014
9. Too Much To Bare 3/26/2012
10. Tinker 11/16/2011
11. They Roll By 9/8/2012
12. These Waves 9/20/2011
13. The Tents 10/8/2011
14. The Gold Under The Grime 3/19/2012
15. The Ceremony 8/2/2011
16. The Angel By My Side 2/7/2012
17. Summer Come, Winter Appear 2/18/2012
18. Spiralling 12/2/2011
19. Sorrys 4/19/2012
20. Songs 11/2/2011

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I find meaning in the air that I breathe;
It is food for the flowers.
And meaning in my footsteps
that bring death to spiders.
In my hands is money for poor beggars,
In my head is a realm of questions and answers.
Every part of me is the holder of some small fate.
I wasn't thrown together on a whim.
My existence carries a lot of weight.

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