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Is me the un- finger print killer,

I am concealed in a dark place,

as I am released,

rapidly I find a place to rest,

out to the world,

released with an loud outburst,

make walls shake,

signs of dust on the floor,

but complete walls I cant destroy,

move rapidly,

cross my path with no struggle I surpass,

my path I wont stop,

till I find a firm place to relax,

tear through drywall,

create dust,

shatter  glass,

my path I refuse to stop,

a thrill,

my cylinder body

traveling faster

or something like the speed of light,

only hearing the words of Satan,

I follow his will,

I am portrait as a killer,

a killer

dont know why?

Move rapidly through the light,

my body has no control,

the rush and thrill is huge,

who ever releases me,

I hear there appreciation,

who ever I settled upon,

uttering pain,

my daily life,

a killing drive,

surpass the walls,

shred windows,

tear through some soft tissue,

I rest,

hours upon,

convicted of a crime ,

cant match my prints,

I am release,

I slide through convictions

like warm butter on a pan,

I commit crimes,

with my cylinder body,

rapid speed,

nothing cant be done to deny me,

cant be found guilty and do time,

I am the un-finger print killer