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Intro. has always been the same. Tom, the boy who governs the neighborhood with his presence. The one who everyone looks with respect, with fear or with envy. He who gets where he wants, does what he wants and goes unpunished. I have seen it in the corners making deals, in cars that are not theirs, in fights that end someone on the floor. Always with that crooked smile that is pure danger. But when he is with me ... he changes. I don't know why he insists so much to see me. Always find a way to appear. If I pass through the corner, he is there. If I go to the store, suddenly you also have something to buy. If I am at a party, he is already at the door, waiting for the moment of approaching. It is not an easy guy to ignore. Not when he looks at me as if I were the only thing that matters. today was no exception. I walked as if nothing when I saw him supported on his motorcycle, with a cigar between his lips. And he saw me before I could look away. \- When are you going to be following me, Tom? \I said. He smiled

Tom Kaulitz

@Maddison