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He is looking so cute moving around in his orange jumpsuit
The cops are pulling him around, taking him to where destiny is bound
But he was not ready to go and abandon the popular show, it has appeased his dreams as the universe watch the innocent scream, what is he going to do, to make his derailed dreams come true, he has completed part of the plan but destiny caught him red hand; the stomach always give you away and leads you to an unfriendly place; what makes him believe that he could get away, a big mac hamburger and fries has paid the painful sacrifice.
 
The murderer badge of honor is resting on the desk, the murderer’s badge of honor is making the city sweat, his invincible thoughts has lifted him out of the dark and he found himself walking hand in hand with the city cops and his hopes finally drops, he still didn’t believe that it was true.. illusion was still on his face and his mind starts running around the place.
 
Only if he had known, what was floating around he would have just book a ticket and fly out of town, but he went back to his home town and destiny had him bound.; was he randomly picked or did the gloves fit?
He seems to originate from a special clan well educated and motivated
He is tall, slender and thin and he is the type of guy that would attract the ladies at the gym.
 
He goes around with a polka face and there was not a smile or grin on his cheeks, he moves helplessly around as reality breaks through the door, was it he that stood in Manhatten square and lay wait the CEO before the morning break s ? and gunned him down in the middle of the street and took away his final heart beat? was it he?
 
Was it he who escape on a bike thinking that he was going to paradise with a bag pack on his back,  passport intact and a confession note wrapped up inside. He stood before the judge and listen to charges as they read out the verdict but there was no reaction coming from him but raw emotion was boiling within.
 
 Was it you who they celebrate as a hero for taking down the CEO in cold blood, it must have been an escape that gone wrong, for everyone was waiting to hear the illusive song but the cops took him back to the scene of the crime like a dignitary in style, moving from helicopter to car and the mayor among the chief prosecutor, and a delegation of officers walking together. His clean shave face made him look slick but his polka face remained stiff with the murder’s badge of honor glue to his chest and his lips trembles as he gasp for breath.
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