For meShe sat by his side
And learned all of his moves
In her he would confide
How to never loseAnd for some time
They battled other players
They became a pair
Of little chess slayersBut then the girl grew better
And walked across the board.
She became the enemy;
She became the chess lord.And our chess champion,
Knew not what to do.
He had taught her everything;
He wondered if she could lose."Silly boy," She mused,
Laughter in her eyes,
"I was just a pawn,
But now I am your demise.""You think you can play?
Watch me yawn through this game.
I have stayed by your side,
Cause defeating you was my aim.""I thank you for saving me,
For teaching me how to play.
But I think I'll enjoy this.
A chess champion I'll slay."And so our chess champion was beat,
And another took his throne.
Perhaps he should've left,
That lowly pawn alone.
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The Despondent Minds
PoetryA collection of short poems I dedicate to the people in my life.