Best Pyromania Poems

At the Hospital:
 
Those flowing fields of red in the wind
The flowers abloom blow in the distance. 
The psychotic struck that night.

Pyromania in the sky
Aurora house fire on a cold night 
She was a lady who lost her knight.

Left alone with two children in her...

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The bonfire warms me at first, but swiftly turns from nurturing and loving 
to raging, and venomously hungry.  She is giving off a vicious, angry vibe in seconds.
From gentle to formidable.  I watch her moods change as swiftly as her colors.
She makes loud,...

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