lions heart
When I say thankyou
in not out of manner
Its because I was trained that way
I was formed to be the best
that I'm capable of
that means
I went through the worse
To be here
Through
blood and tears
through discipline
pain and torment
I can stand up and speak
I've become a mode
Of a hard working woman
I've got battle scars to prove it
I've looked at death in the eyes
And said not this time
For you took me once
but I came back with a price
So try to break me down
You wont win the fight
I've handle more then what's been dished
but licked that d*mn plate clean
My roar will tremble this ground down
till they see who's the only one still standing ground
so give me your best fight
I'm willing to take a bite
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