I get up run into a wall because of you. My head is throbbing my heart hurts all because of you. Why do you do this to me? You pick me up then throw me to the ground. I thought you were supposed to save me not destroy me. I thought you were my doctor I guess you lied.
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Queen Protects The King?
PoesíaChess is a game we grow up knowing it but not knowing how to play it. We grow up thinking "be the damsel in distress" "be the prince charming and save the damsel in distress". But how?
