CheckmateA 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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