A/N: Not much. 'Twas written in Spanish class, like most of my poems.
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I never want what I should
Not once in my life
I want lovers I can't get
And I like to play with knives
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I'll hurt myself
One of these days
But so far I am fine
So I won't change my ways
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Live fast and die young
The mantra of the fool
Try and live out on the edge
And break every single rule
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Till you finally get hurt
And take others down as well
A car crash, an overdose
You can see how far you fell
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Again and again
Cause children never learn
Testing the flames
Well fire always burns
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I'm playing just like them
And I'll set myself alight
Another burning idiot
A pinprick in the night