Hot Rocks
I am Kylo Ren. I am a tortured and sensitive soul, wrecked and ruined by my mother's politics, my uncle's mysticism and my father's inveterate laddishness.
I express my painful pain by writing poetry. Mitaka sits quietly while I read it to him. He is afraid of me. But he says my poems are very good.
I wish General Hux would hear them. I wish he would stick his military rigidity right up my bum. That would probably relieve my tension.
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