Freedom to Fall

Some villains are born evil, some are forced into it, and some embrace it wholeheartedly.

It is by choice I take an evil path;
By choice I'll pay my price when it falls due.
Until that day, I'll not forget to laugh,
And live the more because my days are few.

I worry not about my coming fate.
Perhaps I'll die; I'd go without regret.
Perhaps for death I'll years in boredom wait.
I only know I'll honour what is set.

Until that day, I'll show the world I'm mad.
I'll paint the cities pink! I'll weave the roads!
I'll start a truly stupid clothing fad;
Fill every thirteenth mailbox with toads.

I'll stories leave, for those who do not die,
And all who come to read them will ask "Why?!"
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