How could this happen? Am I dreaming again? Her body's not moving I'm assuming she's dead. This isn't a fucking game. She's covered in bruises but the truth is that I never committed the crime cause I could never hurt a fly.

"Then how'd she lose her life? You're In denial." Is what the officers say to me throughout interrogation, in court, in my cell...

"What you've implied has BURNED and stripped the whites of my eyes." Has been my vague response each time. I'm offended they have the time to blame me instead of finding out who did this, who killed her.

"Then what went on that night?"

I never have an obvious answer other than the creepy letters he was sending before he took her from me.

"'Listen closely as I tell you I'm not who I seem. I'm gonna touch you cause I like it when you scream. I want to watch you when you're sleeping and thinking of me?' And that's what he told her when he killed her."

That son of a bitch took away my girl and he's gonna pay for it right now. I'm convicted, considered to be the guilty murderous husband in denial but I know the truth, I make sure the message is spread whilse I'm in lock in. Prepare for the day I find you, this is your last chance. 'll be out in six months with his address and a shotgun and a promise for justice that night. I'll be standing at the crime so they can throw me back in prison for my life.

If it would bring you back to me. Last night I dreamed we had a future and you were alive It was springtime on our wedding day. There were birds in the sky The sun was glowing it was beautiful and everyone was there. I still can't believe that you're gone. I'm so lost. I'm sorry. Don't go. Oh please God no!

It's nightmare after nightmare, she's always there. I wake up in my cell, my hands run over my face. I'm not religious but I've learned to pray for her. I'm not a violent man but people can change.

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