RIP: Katrina Harper Rapp

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A/N: This story is about Mitch Rapp using this song as a reference how I think Mitch would explain or write in a journal about how he felt when the terrorists shot up the beach. I couldn't help but think about Mitch Rapp from American Assassin. This in my opinion is Mitch Rapp in a nutshell.

Also as I haven't read the book but watched the movie I'm using that name as I saw once that people noticed the creators of the movie changed the name of Katrina in the movie and has a different name in the book. So incase your wondering why. That's why. Because I haven't read rhe book. But even if I did read it at some point I probably wouldn't change it. Even if I read the book before the movie it would still be Katrina. Anyway thanks for reading my ramblings. So I'll let you read now thanks and enjoy the story.
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Mitch Rapp: He'd trade his gun for love
But she's caught in the cross fire.

And I keep wakin up

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And I keep wakin up. But it's not to the sound of birds. The tyranny. The violent streets. Deprived of all that we're blessed with. And we can't get enough, now heaven if you sent us down. So we can build a plague around. For the sinners, To play as saints. You'd be so proud of what we made. I hope you got some beds around. Cause your the only refuge now. For every mother, For every child, For every Love That's caught in the cross fire. Thats caught in the cross fire. I'd trade my luck to know. Why she's caught in the cross fire. And she wakin up there To the sun and the sound of birds. Society Anxiety.

Deprived of all that we're blessed with

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Deprived of all that we're blessed with. we can't just get enough, heaven if you sent us down
So we can build a plague around. For the sinners, To play as saints. You'd be so proud of what we made. I hope you got some beds around, Cause your the only refuge now . For every mother, For every child, For every Love. That's caught in the cross fire. Thats caught in the cross fire. Can I trust what I've been given. When faith still needs a gun.

Whose ammunition

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Whose ammunition. Justifies the wrong. And I can't see. From the back seat. So I'm asking from above. Can I trust what I've been given. Even when it cuts. So heaven if you sent us down. So we can build a plague around. For the sinners, To play as saints. You'd be so proud of what we made. I hope you got some beds around. Cause your the only refuge now, For every mother,
For every child, For every Love. That's caught in the cross fire. That's caught in the cross fire. Who's caught in the cross fire. Who's caught in the cross fire. Baby, baby. Who's caught on the cross

 Who's caught on the cross

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