His lips parted
As he tasted his fate
His wife ran as fast as she could
But it was too late
He laid his body to rest
As the doctors recorded the date
For the game was now over
He had reached checkmate
This was highly trash I know, but I wrote this bored in study hall 2 years ago
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Memories of the Sea
PoetryA collection of poetry written by myself. I hope you enjoy my deep thoughts and the spewing of my heart.
