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CARLOS Ab



Fragile

 

My path is coming to an end,
that poor stream of my life,
in that failure that was only myself.

 

Vulnerable in a sea of tears,
fragile like a beautiful hyaline quartz,
transparent, translucent like a hard stone.

 

The one who sinks and rises in his own tides,
so fragile that I drown in the hope of being nothing.

 

In these words that no one will understand, in this strange language,
in the world of true crystal that fractures in its reflections,
in that life that more than one believes is gentle,
while I expose that life no one sees to the light.

 

Poems of a life that drains away each day,
as I let myself be rocked by the waves
of that music that brings a full stop
and an ending to a life that has slipped away.

  • Autor: CARLOS Ab (Offline Offline)
  • Publicado: 23 de junio de 2026 a las 16:21
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  • Lecturas: 9
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