:: what game do you play? ::

He looked at me
As if to say
What is this thing?
What game do you play?

Fear and heartache
They're not foreign to me
What is it?
What game do you play?

Memories of the past
Dragged up from the depths
Of misery and drudgery
What game do you play?

You've lost yours
Will I lose mine?
He looked at me:
What game do you play?

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