And he knows me best
So I guess he must be right...
I gather my weapons
And put on my armour
And I prepare to fight
Out on the battlefield
Blood streaming down my face
I do not back down
My sword sings
As it glides through the air
All my fears lay thrown...
I will not be defeated
I will not give up
I will not rest
Until I am
The last woman standing...
The best of the best...
~S ~
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