amanda awan

Rookie (2 January,1998 / Los Angeles, LA)

A Battlefield - Poem by amanda awan

time's running out
the end is near
we have to keep trying
no need to fear

the finish lines away
but you can feel it close
cross it hurry
then we can make a toast

my legs are tired
my feet are sore
i can't make it
i can't run anymore

but i know from each step
i believe i can
and if i can't
i can try again

life's a battlefield
we can't go with what we choose
but we should keep trying
cause what do you have to lose?

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 22, 2010

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