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You want me to stop,

Overly-destruction,

Queen turning left,

Rid of obstructions.



I love you like chess,

King and queen so strong,

But the blood that’s here,

Loves you so long.



The king protects,

The queen that cries.

She is hurting herself,

He’ll be sad if she dies.



But it’s all relative,

Pawn to B8,

Cause everyone cries,

When it’s the end of the game,



It can be love,

It can be hate,

Pain rules the chessboard,

For queens that checkmate.