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MacKenzie Oliff, Staff Writer

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Yesterday

I died at the

Foot of my

Best friend’s

Driveway

 

I sunk into the earth

With flowers

And

A sequence of

Angels

 

Appeared

 

Thank you

For coming

They said

But we still

 

Haven’t found him

 

Sometimes

I am the other way around

 

In my dream

You asked

What was important

To me

 

Why didn’t I say you?

 

Why didn’t I say

My best friend’s driveway?

 

I think I

Figured out

Poetry

Is just

A way to

Twist words

So they

 

Sound

Like they’re on fire

 

I still want to find God in a

7-11 gas station

 

Shaking along the split

 

I bet I could make him see me

 

I bet I could make him cry

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