Your Game Poem by Terry Hicks
Your Game
Was I a good game?
Or where things just the same?
Did you enjoy playing me?
Or, are you bored with what you see?
Did I do like you wanted?
Did you enjoy me being flaunted?
I gave it all
You watch as I fall
I have no more men
Once I fall it's the end
Will you restart today?
Or just put me away?
A forgotten game
One that was the same
I fall down into darkness
This is my Game Over
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