Genre: Betrayal You play your game And you call it fair we’re basically hanging from chains And all you do is stare? you always seem to turn out as the victor And you have it no other way We stand In the image of chess pieces with every move you’ve already planned ahead standing… Continue reading Chess Piece, Poetry by Irene Mahanyu
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