Like all victims of success,
when she eats hers, it's a rotten fruit,
disgusted, the happiness she yearns for now, is defeat,
life, takes quirky turns, becomes a strange sad tale!
Jan 13, 2013
Jan 13, 2013 at 1:44 PM UTC
Like all victims of success,
when she eats hers, it's a rotten fruit,
disgusted, the happiness she yearns for now, is defeat,
life, takes quirky turns, becomes a strange sad tale!
Bitter success is fast becoming so common, taking joy out of the idea of success!
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