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Mar 2015
When you look at him
You see a violent man ready to attack.

When I look at him
I see the guy who carried me around Disney World on his shoulders.

When you look at him
You see a possible drug distributor in the state of Florida.

When I look at him
I see the guy who LARPs in his front yard with his friends.

When you look at him
You see a ****.

When I look at him
I see the guy who held my hand before I got on my first rollercoaster to comfort me.

When you look at him
You see the man you shot because he, "charged."

When I look at him
I see an innocent man killed in cold blood.

When you look at him
You see suspect white male early 20s wearing basketball shorts and a tshirt.

When I look at him
I see Derek Cruice.
RIP old friend...
Matthew Bourgeois
Written by
Matthew Bourgeois  Iowa, Louisiana
(Iowa, Louisiana)   
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