11-11-14
Derailed, lost in the tracks
I know it’s already a checkmate
but I don’t want to reset the pieces.
I know it’s already a checkmate
but I don’t want to reset the pieces.
I want to see the queen
cornering my last piece.
Yes, I am the king,
she is the queen.
cornering my last piece.
Yes, I am the king,
she is the queen.
She is ivory, I am ebony.
She will never be mine.
She will never be mine.
With all the rooks, bishops, knights,
and her king standing beside her-
I stand across them, looking at her,
awaiting my fateful demise.
and her king standing beside her-
I stand across them, looking at her,
awaiting my fateful demise.
I am the only piece.
No queen, no pawn.
No queen, no pawn.
But I won’t back down
for it’s the checkmates
I am looking for.
for it’s the checkmates
I am looking for.
In front of her,
with nowhere else to go,
I know it’s the closest I can be
for me to be her own.
with nowhere else to go,
I know it’s the closest I can be
for me to be her own.
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