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it feels like it's just you and i; four knights, two kings, and two queens on the edge of the match. two teams of darkness and light trapped inside four walls enveloped in white noise and the rush of blood through green-blue veins. time stands still when you are close and my heart still races minutes after you make a move that pushes me closer to my downfall. i wait with bated breath. i wait. and i wait. you make a move: "checkmate."
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Aug 8, 2017
Aug 8, 2017 at 8:33 AM UTC
endgame
it feels like it's just you and i; four knights, two kings, and two queens on the edge of the match. two teams of darkness and light trapped inside four walls enveloped in white noise and the rush of blood through green-blue veins. time stands still when you are close and my heart still races minutes after you make a move that pushes me closer to my downfall. i wait with bated breath. i wait. and i wait. you make a move: "checkmate."
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Aug 8, 2017
Aug 8, 2017 at 8:33 AM UTC
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