ArsonA Poem by A LaDy NaMeD DI was just thinking...Some things need to be escaped, yet I continously find myself speaking to you *like lighting matches and throwing them on a pile of papers* to understand that with me, you hold no good intentions. *Yet i light candles, and leave them in open spaces, waiting for them to be knocked over* I know your game, similar to how the moon knows the ocean's tides and as temperatures rise.... *I wonder, how long do we have to play with fire.... before we get burned?* © 2010 A LaDy NaMeD DAuthor's Note
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14 Reviews Added on September 16, 2008 Last Updated on February 8, 2010 Previous Versions AuthorA LaDy NaMeD DSmithfield, VAAboutHI!!!! It's been a LONG time and a lot has changed. I think the only thing that hasn't changed is my want to be a published author. I typically write erotica, but i'm know to dibble and dabble in .. more..Writing
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