Drink from the glass

To quench your thirst

Reflected thoughts

You're not the first

To hide in fear

The pain is worst

When it creeps by

You had them cursed

In this short play

That we rehearsed

Day by day

It flutters by

A softer sound

Can make me cry

For things are gone

They tried to fly

It was a game

Won in the sky

And in the clouds

A twisted lie

Just when you thought

That this was won

The game complete

The battle done

I turn around

In spite of one

And scream at you

It's not begun

This game's not over

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