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Chess Piece
Innocent spark of a secret lover’s heart
 It started with a blush which the tide did rush
 Into a hurricane, fury’s name, lover’s pain
 It’s just the name of the game
  
 Whispers, caress, promises, and tresses
 She finds a million reasons to express this
 She needs him and wants him
 To show her the world she cannot enter alone
  
 She’s hopeful and naïve her heart’s like a sieve
 It lets all her pain drain and become forgotten
 Because he makes her feel alive and wanted
 Slippery serpent’s lies do weave
  
 Words etched in her skin so deep
 The blood trickles out, black tears seep
 Into her spirit, a broken spirit
 How could she become a chess piece played?
  
 Thoughts are murky, thick with fog
 When she goes back to remembering the command
 When he said jump she’d ask how high
 When he said listen, she knew he would lie
  
 Tattered reputation a severed metronome
 It beats the past distorted and mute
 He slid his hand like quicksilver down her back
 Said goodbye, but he’d always come back
  
 Love is a word said to the fools
 Hate is a word for one who got fooled
 He was the king, she his pawn
 He played the move, she followed along
  
 Eloquent, sophisticated, charismatic were his words
 One favor, to show she loved him so
 So her love was true, and just for him
 A conscious of a virtuous man
  
 Emotions that seeped into her heart
 Dark and black thoughts she kept at bay
 Would she abide to him, acquiesce to him
 What would happen if she didn’t listen, didn’t obey?
  
 He was the only one to call her the beautiful vision
 She was his angel with the golden wings and shining halo
 So with a smile, revealed, she gives in, she yields
 Sends it along, he loved her she knew, but she was wrong
  
 She was a tool for his pleasure
 Her shame’s a scar on her face,
 But the worst resides in her heart
 The actions that can’t be deleted
  
 The text she should have erased
 The boy she should never have embraced
 Her name forever disgraced
  And she was soon replaced
 The King took the pawn

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