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I have not the time, and to be honest, I was immoral from the very beginning.
There you were, standing glorious and inebriated. I was ill prepared.
I was a child.
It would seem she lacked organs, substance.
I was without my integrity, so really, what was I supposed to do?
Why even label it as wrong? I enjoyed it. I reveled in every short-lived second.
I was a monstrosity, a ghoulish infested fiend.
I was a wily rat-faced rodent.
I was ugly.
I was free.
There you were, standing glorious and inebriated. I was ill prepared.
I was a child.
It would seem she lacked organs, substance.
I was without my integrity, so really, what was I supposed to do?
Why even label it as wrong? I enjoyed it. I reveled in every short-lived second.
I was a monstrosity, a ghoulish infested fiend.
I was a wily rat-faced rodent.
I was ugly.
I was free.
When it came time to throw bricks through that starbuck's window you left me all alone.
Against Me! Baby, I'm An Anarchist!
Against Me! Baby, I'm An Anarchist!
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The shift to the third stanza felt sudden in tone, but it ended well. Excellent!