Little Miss Marie

5/31/09

checkmate

Even if your throne crumbles, and your shiny crown turns to rust, even if the bodies pile up endlessly.
Above the bottomless pile of corpses, beside you as you lay softly down, I will be.
Until I hear the words
"Checkmate."
Posted by Parenthesisx at 11:48 AM

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