Checkmate

something i heard said in my daydream

he was my king and I was his queen the world was our stage its people our pawns and performers together we'd have a grand performance I was suppose to protect him but I let someone else steal his crown. brick by brick  we watched our kingdom fall down my king buried in its remains so now we lay him to rest our maker has bid him checkmate

Author's Note

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Reviews

[justjenn_2u]

As in a game, we try to orchestrate with failure. You bid farewell with bitter tears. Solemn poetic piece with untamed emotion.