queen's gambit declined

A long overdue mix for Tanji Kisaki--not in relation to everyone else in her life, but alive and alone, and surrounded by the dead.

a girl once said we're nothing but our mind and all we are is built upon our past to tear away the rest leaves me resigned to something just my will cannot outlast

i will not be myself without your eyes red under gloss, cracked glass, or spreading scars to lose your voice would not be to revise but ruin, change, lose, like imploding stars

and i won't be me without what i've done the bad things, yes, but still--the touch of hair the written notes, from those who left me one my fault--you forgave still, you didn't care

a square away from me stands our white king my very presence hazardous when near perhaps you'd find your victory in a ring but no, no punches thrown can save you here

counting down protections from a checkmate: block or flee or strike--i wouldn't mind it though cornered there's no distance for debate and no escape if you wanted to find it

and you, who always were too good for this don't strike, don't raise your hand, don't close your eyes your duty is to fall--you're not remiss but buy our survival with your demise

in retrospect, i guess i should have known in trials and margins, you had always lurked but your betrayal still cut to the bone despite your plan that all too rightly worked

i wonder why the killswitch wasn't you and after death by flames, we still stood there despite all that you'd done and all you knew or was it all just for your sweet despair?

you left a world in ruins, so i've heard a population razed, dazed and confused that, i suppose, will be the final word no explanation comes from the accused

behold. present for harlay. happy birthday harlay enjoy your meme