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