A Pawn's Battle

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I don't know what to do
What to believe
More poisonous words just seem to leave your mouth non-stop
In my heart I want to listen
But in my mind I know it's useless
There's no where to run or hide
No way to escape my heavy heart and dried up eyes
So we face off
Our final match
Final blames
Final yells
Final screams
A Pawn's True Final Battle
-Dw

This is a Sequel to my poem a Pawn's Game

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