The_Game

The_Game

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Genre: Poetry

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The escape that has no end....
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The escape that has no end....

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Submitted: January 05, 2011

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Submitted: January 05, 2011

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The Game

I whisper your name

It's floating through the breeze

I don't want to play your game

I want to live my life with ease

I walk down this path

Until I get to a door

Im standing in a bloodbath

Feet cut and tore

All the lights on me

Choices only mine

I need to find the key

Before I run out of time

I'm racing to the top

Trying to get to the end

I'm not going to stop

I'm not going to pretend.....


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