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It happened again,
all my hoping, all my praying
all my crying, did nothing for me,
It changed nothing,
it helped to think
that maybe something,
would be different this time
but it wasn't,
It always ends this way,
it will never change
something's wrong,
and nothing's right
I constant hear,
of others happiness
and pure bliss,
I can't stand it
because for me,
it's only pure misery
How can I bring myself,
to be happy
over someone's gain,
and my lost
The answer is,
I can't
if I did, I would be lying,
to myself and to them
How can I be close,
to the closest of me
when what we share,
is not the same
and my hearts in so much pain,
and I fear it will never change
The very thought,
that it's happening
to so many other people,
and not me, is what kills me
So many women,
carrying blessings
everlasting gifts,
ones they can treasure forever
I would give my all,
to have a chance to carry my miracle
my blessing, my gift from god,
a child of mine
My body has failed me deeply,
or did I fail my body
have I done something wrong,
I look back,
to all the months that I lost
and come to a conclusion,
it was all my fault
I'm all alone,
to what I feel inside
nobody ever sees,
the tears I cry
I know I'm not alone,
to all the pain
that goes around,
but in my heart I feel
the worlds ENTIRELY left out...
(March 1999)
lost my baby last year
hoping for a miracle.
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