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Holding on to the game
as time has passed bye...
The pain hidden inside
from the tears that didn't cry...
Upon these shoulders, over time,
the blame should be placed...
One on one with the mirror
reality can not face...
Believed in change, refusing...
To let go of a dream...
Depths of the heart the game is kept,
though it does not seem
Losing the game,a thought,
waiting on the future to reveal
Passed obstacles in the past,
a present presently pressing to live
To love the game so hard,
afraid to tell her so
Into the raptures hangs the name
of the greatest that no one will know....
