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Elite
Get the hell out of my journal, T.K.
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Elite
T.K. tossed me a journal and a pencil and yelled at me to write. The slave-driver commands me too.
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Elite
The beginging of a song I'm writing.
"Been a long time
Since you were mine
Breaking through the day that I've seen so much of.
Don't wanna hear
About your love
Don't want you near
You'll break my heart...
Take me apart,
Rip me in two.
Put a sword through my heart,
Nothing you won't do.
Take the pain and shove it down
The depths of my mind..."
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