Love Of The Game

For the love of the game
This is what me, and so many others became
It has different names, but either way the sport is still the same
Where all your worries go
In the game’s endless flow
When you take a shot and the keeper aims low
When the crowed shouts your name
And you continue this war game
I enter this new dream
A whole new chapter, with a whole new team
This is a dream, where I don’t want to wake up
Because this is just the build up
To something much greater
I just became the illustrator
I just want my name to be up in a frame
And that’s why I do this for the love of the game

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