Another Year
The same dream
Another fear
Visualising the sepreme

Inside of me
All smiles
Ready to be
Traveling miles

Life’s on hold
While trying to change facts
Going for gold
Medicin attacks

Setback after setback
Always fine
My soul painted black
Walking a thin line

No body and mind match
Will dreams come true?
When will I snatch
Until that time, at least, I can share the pain with you

 

 

Geschreven door Lara (34), samenwonend, onvruchtbare partner, kinderwens sinds 2010, 12 x KID, nu IUI, werkt in kinderopvang.

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