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  • Ríkisstjórn Name: Tewhan Butler
  • Kennitala: 26852-050
  • Aldur:34
  • Tími Borið:11 ár
  • Home Town:East Orange, NJ
  • Setning:30 ár.
  • Núverandi Hleðsla:RICO
  • Alias:Fjöldamorð
  • Útgáfudagur:2029
  • Prison Tengsl:Blóð (Double ii / QSBG)
  • Hring áhrifum:Altariq Gumbs, Emmanuel Jones, Lester Alford, Marco Miguel Robertson, Pele Brown, David Drone, Jermaine Ray, Marcus Martin, Michael Simpson, Omar Austin, Quaheem Edwards, Torvos Simpson, Vincent Gamboa
  • Stofnun:USP McCreary
  • Hér, líf mitt bak við lás og slá upp skilning þá sem hættuspil inn 'líf' og engin skilning á afleiðingum þess: The mótlæti, hindranir og ferðin verður maður ferðast einn þegar gavel er skellti, klefi er læst og ljósin fara út.

Prison Visit: A fljótur innsýn í frelsi

It was just a taste
A fljótur innsýn í frelsi
A slight touch
A brief feel

Lost in that moment, Ég trúði. Hluti af mér langaði það til eilífðar; Annar hluti af mér gat ekki beðið eftir því að enda.

Hugsaðu ekki um eigingirni mína. Gleði það allt getur aðeins mætt með Aumir sársauka.

Reyna að njóta augnabliksins, en vandlega samsærismaður a fljótur flýja.

Þeir vilja að við gætum verið í þessari eilífu, um alla eilífð. Ignorant to the truth that this forever destroys one’s ability to wish or even hope.

On my behalf, emotion is hidden
Afraid to hold on.
Affection openly displayed by those connected, too attached to be fearful.

Unfamiliar faces in the near all seem to share in “þetta” experience, thus they fail to understand.

The slight tug, pulling at fulfillment, leaving them bear empty.

Quizzed glances, a race against time, so much to be covered. So little time. The moment overthrown with anxiety. My eyes beg for them not to leave.

Don’t go!

A pleading to stay.

Unfortunately only those without fortune are directed in the direction of my richless journey.

Unworried!

Prepared to travel, to fight, to battle.

In essence their fight has already begun, just as entrenched as I. For now we both stand close, yet so far. The intensity of it all steals our smiles. Engu að síður, we know what is there.

The sacrifices made to make it greatly appreciated, so when the C.O. yells, “Visit Over!” I let go of another piece of my “sjálf” for them to take home.

  

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