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I’ve always wanted to play chess with you But I never thought it’d be like this. I never thought you’d bring me onto this battlefield As your Queen Promising to shield Me. Promising to wield Your ponderous power Any day, any hour I needed you. Never thought I’d be fighting this war Alone Giving up everything I owned For you Never knew I’d have to battle other queens On this chessboard. Never guessed you’ never budge From your square You sit comfortably on your chair Without a care In the world (But yourself) It’s just a game to you. I am just game to you. I always thought You’d have my back Any attack and I swore You’d be At my side I thought this was a ride Built for two. But there are too Too many Knights Bishops Rooks Pawns That I can count on Before I can count You as The One Who truly loves me. But one day it will hit you Hard in the face That my place Is empty On this black and white field When the real World smacks you straight in the heart I won’t be there to be a part Of it all. One day my King, I will not be on your board And what a twisted twist of fate When there’s a white King standing stately Before you Shaking your hand as he says Checkmate.
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May 31, 2012
May 31, 2012 at 8:03 PM UTC
Playing Chess
I’ve always wanted to play chess with you But I never thought it’d be like this. I never thought you’d bring me onto this battlefield As your Queen Promising to shield Me. Promising to wield Your ponderous power Any day, any hour I needed you. Never thought I’d be fighting this war Alone Giving up everything I owned For you Never knew I’d have to battle other queens On this chessboard. Never guessed you’ never budge From your square You sit comfortably on your chair Without a care In the world (But yourself) It’s just a game to you. I am just game to you. I always thought You’d have my back Any attack and I swore You’d be At my side I thought this was a ride Built for two. But there are too Too many Knights Bishops Rooks Pawns That I can count on Before I can count You as The One Who truly loves me. But one day it will hit you Hard in the face That my place Is empty On this black and white field When the real World smacks you straight in the heart I won’t be there to be a part Of it all. One day my King, I will not be on your board And what a twisted twist of fate When there’s a white King standing stately Before you Shaking your hand as he says Checkmate.
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May 31, 2012
May 31, 2012 at 8:03 PM UTC
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