me, as a little kid, the photograph that inspired when the smile was genuine

when the smile was genuine

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When the smile was genuine
Collected all the discontent on my neck
Chop me up, defenestrate, agitate, lay in wait
Tuned in to celebrate
'Twas a day late, dollar short
Demonstrate the demon's run
When a good man goes to war
Them Delta blues got nothin' on me
Keep ya head in the past of a life unlit
Diseased, knobby knees, if you please
Colored outside those blurred lines
Of who I thought I was supposed to be.

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