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He walked through the iron
Burned bushes behind him.
In the quad cities
his throat felt like sand.
So he bought some beer
and then killed the grocery man.
Albert C. Samson

He washed his hands
in the cool cool water.
Albert C. thought about his father.
The one he never knew.
The one he proved everything to.

He popped the tab
and he left the scene.
Drove for hours and hours and hours and hours....
It all felt like a dream
He took the exit left to Wright town
looking for an old deserted barn.

Well the town woke up
like never before.
The people of Wright town
thought they'd live this day
like the one before.
Their town was host to a killer at large.
They grabbed their bibles and guns.

This all went on
for days and days.
Albert C.'s head in
a mad, mad swirling haze.
Laughing at the town's whole charade
Albert C. knew this barn would be his grave.

The colored sun chairs
lined the street.
Cameras like stars
blinked like Albert C.'s heart beat.
Loud sharp heat filled his head
traveling faster than the news....

Albert C. was dead.

buried beneath the blast
by his own hand he was saved at last

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