Amanda Knocks
When she reaches the door Amanda knocks
And Freedom is there to let her out
After four long years and a thousand tears
She's walking free but some people doubt
The decision was right. She'll be famous and rich,
But can she sleep at night?
An innocent woman or a scheming bitch?
Has she fooled them all with a hundred lies?
Hold on to your doubt, murder will out,
Nobody hears when Meredith cries.
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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