IRC-Galleria

I'm playing the game.
The one that will take me to my end.
I'm waiting for the rain.
To wash up who I am.

I want to move, to loose, to take the grooves, and to give it all back.
I want to take the time rewind, and to kick it right from the start.
To be unknown and all alone, lose the kind that are behind.
To start a new play by myself and to give the best I have.