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I watched him walk across the floor
and turn the knob that locked the door.
I wondered what was on his mind
Now he and I were locked inside.
I would have been alarmed for sure
if I had known he’d killed before.

He’d called me to his room that day
to take some papers and my pay.
We spent some time just talking stuff
but what I told him was enough
to make him want to lock the door
I did not know he’d killed before.

Confused but unconcerned that day
I told him what I’d heard folks say.
There is a rapist in this town
and I’m not free to walk around
and that had made him lock the door.
I did not know he’d raped before.

I said “The rapist looks like me”.
And that is when he set me free.
For he was maybe six feet four
and I was five foot eight, no more.
I left but did not know the score
that he had raped and killed before.

He had raped and raped again.
And that was not his only sin.
He had a van that I’d been in.
What happened there I can’t begin
but girls he pulled inside those doors
he killed and he had killed before.

But no one knew about him then.
He was free to rape and kill again.
Until one day they found a gun. The search for him had soon begun.
They had to catch him now for sure
or he would rape and kill some more.

Twenty years had come and gone.
I had been working all along.
Then one night on the TV
his face was there for me to see.
They walked him through the jail house door
because they knew he’d killed before.

And that is where the story ends
or that is what I thought back then.
For twenty years he was inside
I don’t know what made them decide
to let him slip outside the door
but now he’s free, he’s killed before.

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