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Oct 2018
Pain is a temptress
Dressed in all black.
Looming over
Whats not coming back.
Wearing her own mask
While she pulls out her flask.

She didn’t know
It would end this way.
But who can know
The end to a chess game.

Move your king
But I’ll take your queen.
Hide your knights
But I won’t be seen.
A king is nothing
Without his queen
Therefore I’ll steal
What you’ve never dreamed.

Where do you think
You can hide?
Im telling you now
You can’t mask your pride.

Pain is a temptress
Dressed in rags.
Her charm shining through
Her silver flask.

A beautiful girl
Taken for a fool.
But what you don’t know
Is that you’re the tool.

A pawn in her game
Winning just the same.
She’s smarter than you
She knows all your
escape routes.

Don’t dare tell her
To leave you alone.
She’ll just tell you
This is your new home.
A king is nothing without his queen.
Written by
Addie Kay  16/F/Wherever you are.
(16/F/Wherever you are.)   
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