Diego Marroquin


No fueron dagas,

No fueron espadas,

Son palabras largas

Que destrozan almas.


Vi un espejo,

Pero no su reflejo,

No tenía color,

Pero si dolor.


Escalofrío con vacío

Recuerdos como rocío,

Al borde del abismo,

Conocerse a si mismo.


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Published on e-Stories.org on 07/23/2018.


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