The document expresses that victory is present in every aspect of the speaker's being, despite facing immense hardships and persecution from society. Every part of the speaker's body and mind, no matter how crippled, diseased, or tortured, contains the essence of victory. The speaker knows that they will always triumph in following their passionate heart rather than societal norms. Victory is an omnipresent force for the speaker.

1. VICTORY WAS FOREVER MINE.
Even the most disastrously crippled states of my persona; had in them
an overwhelming scent of irrefutably sparkling and mesmerizing victory,
Even the most disdainfully beleaguered and despairingly blood shot eyes of
mine; had in them an incorrigible flavor of unconquerably fascinating and
indefatigably everlasting victory,
Even the most horrendously grotesque contours of my lambasted face; had in
them a fathomless rainbow of vivaciously enchanting and spell bindingly blazing
victory,
Even the most disparagingly staggering stride of mine; had in it an unsurpassable
entrenchment of patriotically unshakable and scintillating victory,
Even the most diminutively tyrannized of voices that emanated from my throat; had
in them a bountiful cloud of unbelievably supreme and blistering victory,
Even the most swelteringly unrelenting sweat that poured incessantly from my
armpits; had in it an unfathomable garden of beautifully resplendent and
harmonious victory,
Even the most despicably bleeding and gruesomely disintegrated nerves of mine; had
in them an unsurpassable path of flamboyantly charismatic and ever-pervading
victory,
Even the most treacherously mutilated and severed lips of mine; had in them
a celestial paradise of stupendously smiling and enchanting victory,
Even the most drearily wavering shadows of mine; had in them an Omnipotent
Sun of impregnably gratifying and majestic victory,
Even the most abominably shrunken and whipped teeth of mine; had in them a
tenacious fortress of philanthropically benign and indisputable victory,
Even the most rustically bohemian and sordidly chapped feet of mine; had in
them a flaming inferno of boundless glittering and timeless victory,
Even the most wretchedly torn and wholesomely threadbare pockets of mine;
had in them an unassailable carpet of fabulously silken and priceless victory,
Even the most preposterously shaggy and insanely thrashed hair of mine;
had in them an jubilant castle of euphorically gorgeous and ingratiating

2. victory,
Even the most rickety decaying and pulverized bones of mine; had in them a
perennial cloudburst of blissfully reinvigorating and timeless victory,
Even the most traumatically besieged brain chords of mine; had in them a
perpetual heaven of regally symbiotic and sensuously overpowering victory,
Even the most rambunctiously unruly and debilitating musings of mine; had in
them a ubiquitous sky of unflinchingly uninhibited and gloriously embellished victory,
Even the most timid voices of my severely penalized and wailing conscience; had in
them an immutable cavern of truthfully succeeding and royal victory,
And even the most torturously asphyxiated and acrimoniously beaten of my
dwindling breaths; had in them an Omniscient cosmos of ebulliently Godly and
unparalleled victory,
As wholesomely irrespective of how the murderously conventional society tried to
assassinate each iota of my body; wholesomely irrespective of the unprecedented
anguish that every pore of my countenance had to singularly undergo; wholesomely
irrespective of the curse of ghoulish death that confronted me on every step that I
tread for not adhering to the norms of salacious rigidity,
I knew I would be always triumphant; and victory would always be the Omnipresent
glint of my eyes; the ecstasy of my stride; as I followed none other than the voices of
my passionately throbbing heart; forever and ever and ever .