My redruM Story
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Last published Sat, Jul 20, 2013
Some of you, if not most, have heard of redrum before but this is MY murder story backwards....
*Death bed in my cell
*Court for the final sentencing
*Caught red handed
*The MURDER
You get the point...
Relive everything that changed my life from present to past with me. You won't be sorry, but I am.
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