Checkmate

Checkmate

A Poem by torrey

I've rubbed my skin raw,
To diminish all the stains
Your kisses used to leave
Me in awe
Now all I want is for them to be gone

I was a frivolous pawn
You'd use as you'd go
You'd play me when the time is right
It was only a game,
Black or white

Then one day you made a mistake
You played a blunder
You lost your game,
I stole your thunder

You were a catalyst of sorts
Always playing the pawns
Feelings never contort

But I've won this round
The queen is to be crowned
Now this time
You'll be kissing my ground

© 2015 torrey


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The tides have turned, I enjoyed this read,thanks for sharing and b-blessed!

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Added on February 12, 2015
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Tags: pain, art, poetry, poem, checkmate, chess, life, Love

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