XOXO
I see your icy, cold eyes
Looking at me,
With the burning passion of determination.
The competition heating up.
So much pressure upon us.
We're good friends,
But very competitive.
Who will win?
I don't know.
Our minds caught on fire
This game almost done
Our hands moving
Viciously across the paper.
One move will determine the victor
XOXO...
The game has ended...
The determination gone...
There is no winner.
Tic-Tac-Toe has ended.
Regardless of the game,
Determination will always remain.
No one should give up.
No one should be brought down.
If there is passion in determination,
One can succeed.
Believe in yourself
And one can achieve their dream.
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