Warrior
A modern day warrior, war in hands
Fighting for victory, till the last man stands
Pushing my body to limits, unknown to some
Mentally focused, driven to be number one
To enter that cage, heart is required
Training all day, till all has expired
Diets, running, sparring, ground work
Six days, 15 hours, no such thing as hurt
Exhaustion sets in, but I have to dig deep
No breaks needed, I rest when I sleep
My body goes numb, my mind fills with rage
Adrenaline rushes, as I step in the cage
Pacing back and forth, his fear I smell
No one but me and him exist, at the sound of the bell
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