I play with the shadows on my wall,
I play to deal with the stories of the day,
I play to leave behind what growing up I have done,
I play to keep the devil at bay,
I play with the imprints my closed fists
created on my hand,
I play to carve a face,
I play to ask the questions I keep finding answers to,
I play to erase all, any trace.
I play with the stories entangled in my hair,
I play to comb down the fears,
I play for in them I don't miss the night,
I play to tie down the pain.
I play,
with my life,
with my fate,
with the marks on my face.
I love,
with my breaths,
with my desire
every game you want me to play.
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