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"i couldnt think if a name for this poem"

December 2, 2011
By zach wylie BRONZE, Newton, New Jersey
zach wylie BRONZE, Newton, New Jersey
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THE DAY BEGAN AS ANY OTHER
MY CEREAL WAS IN A BOX
I ATE MY FOOD
IT WAS GLORIOUS

MY CAR KEYS SAT IN MY PALM
THE IGNITION WARMED ME
THROWN INTO REVERSE
DRIVE TO THE CITY

FLYING DOWN THE CITY STREETS
CRASH THOUGH THE DOORS
IT WAS A MOB BANK
I PULLED OUT MY GUN

THE RUSSIANS WERE FAST
BUT I WAS FASTER
JUSTICE
PRISON


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