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Tell me the truth if this sounds absurd/
But how can a picture say a thousand words/
If it could there'd be no concern for how I felt/
The kind of life I lived or the cards I was dealt/
Was my smile genuine like the pain in my eyes/
Or was it all just a front, the kind of thing you despise/
Was there honor in my posture and the way that I stood/
If I remember correctly my intentions were good/
But there's so much more than what a picture can capture/
Years of struggle my life broken and fractured/
If you could look through my past like a three ring binder/
The photos would serve as a collective reminder/
Of a time when I knew I had much to learn/
But I was living in the moment with concern/
The days ahead were never promised/
It's the one thing I knew with myself I was honest/
So I lived every day like it was my last/
Look in my eyes, a window to my soul present and past/
And when I stare back at you with that genuine smile/
Just know I don't front it's not worth my while/
I've been too many places and I've seen too much/
People act like they care but they don't give a f**k/
So when you look at my photograph remember just one thing/
I may be a product of the poison but I lived like a King.

Joseph Gillespie 335164
Walla Walla, WA

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