Metal Girl
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Last published Thu, Aug 18, 2016
The past doesn't haunt you. It creeps in until you wonder why you're even here.
I'm not your average girl. My band, Switchblade, is finally getting some buzz. Who cares about what was when the future shines so bright at the end of that tunnel? But sometimes the past isn't so past.
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