The face of your game

Tell me
What you can
of what this is
That slips beneath the skin
And tells the secrets of your sins

Tell me why you preach
Of your darkest deeds
To me
And yet
Shine through the darkness
As if the demons of your dreams
Can not touch you

Tell me why you push
And pull in each direction
Then lead with no perspective
Then let me fall for a reflection

Changing every moment
So there’s nothing to pull down
But then
To what do you hold on

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