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Years go by, but memories remain.
Saturday, February 14, 2015
Leader of The Pack.
Hit me.
Bring me down.
Push me.
Slap my face.
Hurt my heart.
Stab my eyes.
Slit my throat.
Break my leg.
I won't give up.
Do me.
Throw me to the wolves and I'll return leading the pack.
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