She couldn’t look under the bed again, nor stop shaking.
It was there still, just waiting for the right moment, her wrong move.
A game of chess, rolling dice, life and death, time to play.
She couldn’t look under the bed again, nor stop shaking.
It was there still, just waiting for the right moment, her wrong move.
A game of chess, rolling dice, life and death, time to play.
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