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Chess pieces broken
Across the weeping room
That he had once left their sorrows unspoken
But now cast their hearts in doom
Across the weeping room
The ring of reconciliation rises like a cloud
But now cast their hearts in doom
Like a sly silence that’s gotten too loud
The ring of reconciliation rises like a cloud
Its warm winds sweep his hair into curls while his eyes lose their cold
Like a sly silence that’s gotten too loud
His heart thrums with knotted love that he does not hold
Its warm winds sweep his hair into curls while his eyes lose their cold
Chess pieces broken
He leaves in his wake with a king that he stole and
That he had once left their sorrows unspoken