You may think that I'm your pawn
But I'm the rising Queen
Sure, you may have twisted
But inside I'm still me
Do you wanna play a game?
Across this board of chess
You may think we're done
But it's me you'll have to best
Better hear the cry of the people
I know you can hear the unrest
Poisoning my blood is one thing
But this world is now your mess
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Cacti & Paper Airplanes
PoetryDeep collection of prickly sweet poems and songs. Topics range from friendship and exploring the life of inanimate objects to murder, greed, and death. Darker tone emerges later in the collection. Cheers!
