"Driving Dry"
You live the nine to five.
I drove over something.
It was dark and I couldn't tell if it was alive.
I hope you survive.
The living strive.
Next time you drive.
You pray to deprive.
Arrive from my dream's drive.
Try and stay alive.
By Jonathan Billet-
May Eighteenth Two Thousand Fifteen
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