if victory means sweetness
losing must be
the bitter pill
the sour wine almost spoiled
the dregs that fill my cup
time and time again
throw my hat in the ring
make my bets
but never
never do I win
no prizes for me
ran through my chances
played the long odds
gambled my futures
hoping to one
i’d someday belong
sweet victory
give me your smile
sweet victory
claim me for your child
let me touch your hand
once I was faithful
but it left me with grief
stopped chasing victory
‘cuz she never chased me
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