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25 To Life

I was born once, with good blood pumping through my vains. Somewhere down the road I took the wrong path. Now my blood is black, black as the blood of the earth. I use to love holding your hand while we walked through the parks. Now I love swinging my hammer. I splatter your blood from wall to wall. You were down with the first swing. But my love for you was so strong. I kept swinging and gave it my all. It's funny to think, you were once my life. Now I've taken your life and you've taken mine in return. Because now I'm serving 25 to life. Like you, I'll never see the light of day. But unlike you, I'll live everyday of my 25 to life. Rest in peace *****. As I rest in Hell for the rest of my time. Cause now all I have is 25 to life. Shawn Gardner. 11/21/2011

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