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Still I Stand

I will fight this war
All the blood, sweat, and tears to the core
Just when I thought I couldn't take no more
My arms heavy and sore
I will never close my door
My life I adore
Even though my heart you thought you tore
Don't make your destination the floor
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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March 24, 2010 at 10:26 AM
I really like this poem :)
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