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The Game

There’s depth to the game
The game of torture
The game of pain

It’s an endless path
No one but you walk down
You travel alone
Forever
The shadows fade
Emotions are meaningless
Because you don’t feel
You only walk

It’s part of the game
The game of torture
The game of pain

Wave goodbye to smiles
Say hello to black holes
If you are spared
You’ll die right away
It’s a blessing
To see faces
Colors
Shapes
Anything that takes away
From the Eternal
But you won’t find faces
You won’t find color
You won’t even find
Your own feet
It’s all lost to the game

The game of torture
The Game of Pain



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