Bright Suicide Poem by Allison Barnett

Bright Suicide



With the candles lit,
and the fire dancing
I went to retrieve
my tank of destruction.

Falling through the snowbanks
I floundered
into the dark shed
where the gasoline was kept

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Joi Heart 11 September 2009

I really liked that, Nice description. Keep it up. =]

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