Warrior
My heart is a battlefield
With many wounds that's been placed
My mind bares the scars
Of the enemies I've faced
I am a warrior
No weapons I own
A weary soldier
Who now stands alone
As I march forward
I keep standing tall
For I'll continue to fight
Til the day that I fall
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