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Mar 2018
check(mate)

you know what you're doing
you know what game you're playing
you know the pain you’ll cause
and you enjoy it

you play with me like you play with fire
not caring about the burns
because the burns don't affect you
they only affect me

and I watch you play your games
with me
with her
with every girl you see

and I know all this
I know your tricks
your rabbit out of the hat
but yet I sit here and let you saw me in half

and I turn my tired eyes
because I don't want to see this
but you don't see this
how can I make you see this?

that you're hurting me
you're squeezing this heart hidden behind brick walls
you're crushing this delicate bird that flutters in my chest
and you're breaking its wings so it no longer beats

and you're watching me crumble
watching me cry
watching this curse that you placed on me corrupt me
but this time you turn your eye

and I
am left to be a pawn in this chess game
as you kiss my cheek
and checkmate me, another fallen queen
Written by
Jenny
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