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Arson (Free verse) by Roisin

Bridge soaked in alcohol I lit the match finality in view. I saw your face as the blaze began, tears from the heat, eyes half closed. I watched in silence as timber blackened, quivered then fell. You and I previously entwined At once became islands.

Bankrupt_Word_Clerk 23-Jun-05/11:59 AM
1st off.. you mispelled megAlomania.
2nd - megalomia is A psychopathological condition characterized by delusional fantasies of wealth, power, or omnipotence.

So... all that to say...huh? you go from calling me egotistical to megalomaniacal? I think you just used a big word for which you didn't know the definition to try to slam me some more. Ah well. I tried not to say it, but your poem does suck. so get over it. grow your own self.




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