Klein Syn-Droom Poem by Madrason .
Klein Syn-Droom
Het leven spaart niemand
en zelfs niet het licht
je krijgt van haar steeds weer
haar volste gewicht
wie helpt me met te tillen
wie redt mijn gezicht
met wat ik zal willen
door van tijd tot tijd
mijn spiegel te zijn
wie helpt me af van de pijn
van mijn syndroom van Klein! M
Saturday, October 3, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: identity
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