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Aug 2016
You cry foul when justice decides your guilt.
You cry quickly for a lawyer to represents you.
But you're not the victim.

She was.
The one having nightmares at night.
Barely getting any sleep.
Cause of your need to take what wasn't yours to do?

She afraid to trust again.
And if she does, it's only with selected friends.
To which you are not.

You alone, is responsible for this mess.
One neither of you will forever forget..
But she's the one holding more hurt.

The real victim's of your crime.
Now you're crying against the judge decision to make you pay for your crime.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
(united states)   
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   Keith Wilson
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