I am fragile,
Like a newborn baby,
awakening for the first time.
One who can barely see,
What life has ahead.
I am fragile,
Like sharp shards of glass,
collapsing over the edge.
I am fragile,
Like a rusting Antique,
Waiting to be polished.
I am Fragile.
About the Creator
Karri Duperron
I enjoy writing Poems and stories, that are inspirational and about my life.
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