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The Will
Contributed by
randyjohnson
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Tuesday, 2nd June 2015 @ 02:55:35 PM in AEST
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Because of greed, I decided to kill.
I thought I was in the victim's Will.
But he didn't leave me anything, not one dime.
Now I'm rotting in prison because of my crime.
When I got nothing, it upset me a lot.
But not as much as when I was caught.
My crime enraged many people, it brought about a lot of fury.
Everybody got their wish when I was condemned by the jury.
If it hadn't been for greed, that murder wouldn't have came about.
Now I'm serving life in San Quentin and I'll never be getting out.
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2015-06-02 14:55:35]
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Re: The Will
(User Rating: 1 )
by lonelywolf04 on
Wednesday, 3rd June 2015 @ 12:37:39 AM AEST
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| almost sounds like song |
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