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Being Bad


Loved to be bad
You think it’s sad
Because that’s exactly what I’ve been
I’ve lost all that’s within

No love, no hate, nothing
Wishing I could feel something
But it tried so hard I ended up hollow
The loss of everything soon followed

Being bad ruined me forever
I though I was just being clever
But pieces of me were falling away
My emotions would not stay

Now I’ve paid the price
Each and every lonely night

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Option 2 Used"“I was bad, I had done bad things, I had hurt people, and the worst of it was, I didn’t want to stop.”

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  • Viva La Vie Boheme
    March 16, 2008

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    This always reminds me of a friend, this quote... so does this poem. Sometimes, it reminds me of myself too... more this poem than the quote though. I like the poem, it really took from the quote. Thanks for entering!