They convinced me that I will win,
And I was filled with burning blood
Was ready to do anything for my people
And I did do, everything for my people
I left my homeland, I parted with my dears
From the company of the horse riders,
The queen and the king, I travelled into
Hostile cities and moved my home
As the King said.
Finally I was worth only a power
On the game of chessboard
My blood was drunk as wine of victory
They won, losing just a power
but they said that, I will win...
A contest entry
- Sweetie, This Is What Broken Looks Like. by Heartbeatsxfading.
600 points, ended May 20, 2008, 39 entries
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