Last Gas

by The Footstepper

How far could you go on a tank of gas
How long will the memories last, he thought
Drove till the engine quit
In his pocket a last match and hit
Rolled the windows down and sat
Never to return home again
Left everything and everyone
Walked to his body dropped
Found on the side as a John Doe
Who would have ever known
Someone so blessed would let go

Last Gas by The Footstepper

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