A Pawn In His Game Of Chest
I was just a pawn in his game of chess, A piece to be moved, discarded, no less, Spent and broken, my heart laid bare,… Read More »A Pawn In His Game Of Chest
Deceit
When You’re Dealing With Darkness Head Back Towards The Light.
In shadows deep where whispers dwell, I tread a path where secrets swell, A mind so sharp, a heart so cold, A master’s touch, deceit… Read More »When You’re Dealing With Darkness Head Back Towards The Light.