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What am I supposed to think To see To do As the crime scene grows, I make connections, perhaps false Perhaps true. I take the evidence, analyze it Scrutinize it, Hope I find the one responsible And so begins the interrogations, Crucial questionings, The agony of not knowing... Before it happens again, Another crime scene. Hopefully I can prevent it. Or is the next one, Just around the block?
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Feb 12, 2010
Feb 12, 2010 at 7:43 AM UTC
Paranoia
What am I supposed to think To see To do As the crime scene grows, I make connections, perhaps false Perhaps true. I take the evidence, analyze it Scrutinize it, Hope I find the one responsible And so begins the interrogations, Crucial questionings, The agony of not knowing... Before it happens again, Another crime scene. Hopefully I can prevent it. Or is the next one, Just around the block?
Written: August 2, 2009 at 12:19am HST
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Feb 12, 2010
Feb 12, 2010 at 7:43 AM UTC
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