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Apr 2010
Heart pounds with fire
that simply desires
To win
Hands hold steady to the target
That i have strategically put a marking
To win
Feet are planted Firmly in to the concrete
And boldly i stand in the street
Knowing i will win
I will win
You see i have gotten this thing all planned out
i have searched,focused,and mapped it out
I will win
fight to the death they say
as your soul is what the winnings will be
and i do
strength comes to me when i think of your smile and i fight harder
swinging and giving punch lines that will be quoted for tomorrow
taking my time with this battle of love im trying to win
And im not stopping because of course i am determine
Softly spoken
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