I can fly and kill. I can be killed and filled. I can get away from you.

I’m small and round, yet worth my say, Ten cents I hold, though thin I stay. I shine with silver, not with time, Spend me quick, I’m just a

In the hands of children, I am a game to play, In the hands of business, I adorn items to display prices

I could be any color under the sun, but eventually I’ll fade to grey. My original version is free, but there are ways to get upgrades I’m customizable in many facets, you can cover me or just let me be Sometimes I don’t even exist at all, Sometimes people decide to remove all of me

I am thirteen, One of four in fifty two. My one is iconic, but can stand as two. I’m also known as an item to use. Stand on me to delve deeper. I pry earth to replace, For both life and deaths case, I’ll always be your secret keeper.