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Aug 2017
Roaming on the streets
It's peaceful
No noises around
Only that deep familiar silence of the night
Who is there? I see some moving shadows
Someone is there behind that big wall.

I see some people playing a GAME.
No one would call it a game openly,
but for them it is.

Have you ever lost in a game?
Being the one on the losing side never feels good
But in this game if you lose, you lose yourself
You lose a part of you.

Oh! they have seen me
They are coming for me
I can see their inviting eyes
Asking me to play with them
They want to play with me next, having won the previous game.

Should I run away?
What should I do?
Oh he held me, one of 'em
He is dragging me now
My heart is pounding
He whispered LET'S PLAY

I am cursing myself for coming here
It's all my fault.
Is it my fault?

NO.

So I will play the game.
But my game, not theirs
And this time I will win.
Written by
Aurelia  22/F/India
(22/F/India)   
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