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The clock is counting down, your heart is racing like the drivers in the Daytona 500.
your opponent is tired but so are you. You fel like there is nothing left in you, that all that training you endured was for nothing. then the words of you coach rings in your head saying,"don't you dare give up not until you give all you got, not until you show him that it takes more than a few throws to take you out." you say to yourself with a triumpant voice "I WILL NEVER GIVE UP NOR GIVE IN,I HAVE GOTEN THIS FAR TO LOSEAND I WON'T QUIT!!!" The bell rings, your body move in for the kill, your opponent is surely caught off gaurd. Taking this chance you mustered all your strength and slamed the guy into the ground. He is out of breath, You go for the pin and time seem to slow down as th reff slide on the ground. you finally hear those sweet sounds. *tweet* Pin. THe crowd goes wild!!! your teammates scream and rejoiced. but let not forget the hand shake which make this all official. you steped in the center the reff grabed your hand and raised it in victory. the cowd again goes wild. you stopped and shook your opponents hand to thank him for that great match and he into returns the favor.
- by Jaku Sento |
- Fiction
- | Submitted on 05/11/2010 |
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- Title: why do i FIGHT
- Artist: Jaku Sento
- Description: this is a poem about victory and deafeat.
- Date: 05/11/2010
- Tags: girl last train fight
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Comments (2 Comments)
- HibiKitty - 11/20/2010
- its cool! read mine and comment/rate 5 plz lol
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- TheStubborn0ne - 11/17/2010
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Its a nice poem but u missed spelled a few words and forgot some spaces
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