Experience had taught me not to put high hopes on you,
You showed me the art of being inconsistent, consistently.
When failure is a part of your life, a routine,
You no longer feel the pain of being rejected anymore.
But somehow,
I have a strong feeling.
If I happen to be triumphant in such a losing war,
Expect a big celebration,
Where patience and loyalty is the VIP.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
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