Carla Jana Svaton

piel intacta

CADA VEZ QUE nos volvamos a ver,

estamos delante de esa montaña

de vidrio quebrado.

Metemos las manos - a ver si encontremos

pedazos parejos del pesimo pasado.

NOS CORTAMOS.

Quedan las cicatríces, recuerdos de lo que fue.

Y aún queda piel intacta.

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Published on e-Stories.org on 10/10/2009.

 
 

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