Nena Shawl

(6/4/1998 / Akron, Ohio)

The Game


Breathing fast
Take it slow
Could be yes
Maybe no
Heart’s still pounding
Out your chest
Always wanting
Nothing but the best
Keep the sweat
Off your brow
Can’t give up yet
Can’t break down now
Don’t know for sure
Until you try
If you’ll soar
If you’ll cry
Pursue the win
Give your all
Hold high your chin
Even if you fall

Submitted: Monday, April 01, 2013

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