Hannah York

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The Board Of Lies. - Poem by Hannah York

Like a pawn I'm controlled
In this ironic fantasy
You're the queen
The king is dead, the king is dead
His knight fell off the castle
And even the bishop cannot save me now.


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  • Christian Lacdael (2/24/2013 9:41:00 AM)


    It's like being through the looking glass. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 16, 2012



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