Does it ever cross your mind,
Does it ever haunt you,
When you remember the days,
Do you ever feel an ounce of regret,
What courses through your mind,
When he’s holding you in his hands,
When he’s kissing you deep,
When he can’t help but make you shiver,
I just don’t get it,
Were your feelings so feeble,
Or was it you playing a Chessboard for a better course,
For a pawn still a pawn if it’s sacrificed,
Betrayal.
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