Adam Haynes Poet I do not know?

Of All the Friends I'Ve Lost I'Ve Hated You the Most

Irony it seems 
That the killer went free
He admitted his guilt
But still he went free

The dried blood was under his nails
His fingerprints on the weapon
His face in the photo
But still he went free

His motives were obvious
His poison was jealousy
And he had drank his fill
But still he went free

He never lost composure though
Even as he slowly slit her throat
He even stared coldly into her crying eyes
But still he went free

Perhaps the reason the killer went free
Perhaps the reason is that jury was me
Perhaps the reason that jury said free
Perhaps the reason is that killer was me

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