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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 25-Jun-05/12:47 AM
claiming to be female is exactly what a pederast would do in your position. This is the very thing that now makes me sure you are some sweaty, beer-swilling, male cyberstalker of boys. If you are sure enough about my gender to keep courting me, then at least make sure of my age, puppy.




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