Confused Con-Man : A Weekend Freewrite.

The man who had stalked him must be insane,

Days unending, searching in vain
Truth be told, his walking, lame
The killer must be hunted down and maimed
The instructions everywhere is the same.
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Guessing became real, gambled choice
A touch was all it takes, a pick
Sir, you would come to our office
Innocent written all in his face
The culprit might be the same
His retaliation, pepper spray.
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She grew pale: her voice had a harsh note in it. "It was some money I lost under the bridge..."

Interrogation going on, suffered
to talk
From gender change, abduction, rape
For his crime he must pay
Even Mother Nature is interested in this case
Her voice shivers, she starts to look frail.
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Replies coming slow, she became slow poke
Feminine character coming through
He interrogator banged the table hard
Ready to loose his gun from his band
Why become so evil, why join bad gang.
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He didn't have the address

So says him, gradually owning up
His conscience pricking him, heart bumps
Racing faster, he starts to talk
Mama caused this, all
Abused childhood, rapist father.
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Changed sex, all for a sole aim
Pleasurable, burdensome, shades of grey
Building up till I have to let it out
That's all detective, that's it detective Frey.
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