He was a Puzzle
A Masterpiece
I should solve
I was his Chess board
A Game he'd play
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Poetry❝my tears and heart started to write down their own words 'cause my hands refused to do so.❞ Highest Rank: #41 on Poetry by 7-7-17 Written by ellethetic COMPLETED
My puzzle
He was a Puzzle
A Masterpiece
I should solve
I was his Chess board
A Game he'd play