Tyrone Johnson
tyronejohnson
     First and foremost, I would like to start by saying Thank You for your precious time, allowing me this briefest of opportunities to introduce myself.  I wish that the circumstances leading up to this first impression would have been different.  But never the less… I hope that by the time you’re finished reading these few simple words of mine, I will have sparked your curiosity enough for you to want to get to know me in return.
     My name is Tyrone Johnson.  I’m 29 years old.  I was born and raised in the beautiful city of Santa Rosa, California.  I stand 5’ 11” tall and weigh a healthy 185 lbs.  I’m looking forward to sharing an adventurous little journey of real and honest conversation with the hopes of establishing some meaningful, long lasting friendships.  So until the arrival of your first letter, I’m going to conclude here con mucho gusto y respeto.
Tyrone Johnson  #P-40180
Folsom State Prison
Building 4/A3-04
P.O. Box 715071
Represa, CA 95671-5071
USA
First Name:  Tyrone Last Name:  Johnson
DOC#:  P40180 Race:  Mexican
D.O.B.:  7-9-1978 Eye Color:  Drk.  Brown
Hair Color:  Black Sex:  Male
Religion:  N/A Sexual Orientation:  Straight
Incarcerated Since:  1999 Crime:  Asslt. Deadly Weapon
Earliest Release Date:  2009 Latest Release Date:  2010
Ad Start Date:  4-13-2008 Ad End Date:  5-1-2009
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Endure

Chipauah Kanpol!
… My body is a canuas
My neighborhood is its centerpiece.
Through sadistic pain,
I have sculpted my flesh into a beautiful masterpiece.

An obedient soldier,
accepts an uncertain fate.
In a stone and iron purgatory is where my soul now stays.
With an armor of bronze skin, black ink,
tattooed tears, past calendar years…

Choices made.
Absolutely no regrets.
This is what I am.
This is what I do.
This is what lies,
beneath my prison blues.

I am only a man

I am only a man.
Nothing more. Nothing less.
1 mind, 1 body…
Maybe even a soul.


I am someone’s enemy,
The source of someone’s hate.
I can be ugly.
I am the reason behind someone’s pain.

I am your pusher.
The reason for your release.
The source of your pleasure,
I can be as beautiful as can be.

I am your dreamlover.
How often do you smile in your sleep?
Deep down, I’m the one you’re wanting to see.

I am only a man,
enduring life’s high’s and lows.
I am only a man,
but I can be so, so much more.