Desire for many things
Effort to achieve the rings,
Began the journey at five
Finished at the last teen.
Ran the race for a dozen year
Not knowing everything ends up in queer.
Wanted to fly on finger
Didn’t have the main ginger.
Admired by all
Usually had fall.
Dream, struggle, and suffer
And fruit goes to other!
No luck; No gain
Fate decides the pain
No money heads vain
A stain
With a grained brain
Fain with pain!
-Rujah (14/11/2013)
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