Hurts have made me stronger, only because they’ve made me fearless..
Hurts have made me phlegmatic, because they’ve made me trade
off Joy for Normalcy
Hurts have made me closer to my silhouette … Coz’ they’ve
taught me that only, and only, a Mother will hold your darkest truths, in a
hidden closet… No One Else
Hurts have made me Ignorant… and that maybe is, because
they’ve made me tenacious….Indifferent to scorn and sarcasm
Hurts have made me introspective… Only because they’ve made
me ‘alone’, leaving ample ‘me-time’..
Dear Hurts… I wonder what was your ulterior plan in playing
with my ‘Being’..
But eventually you’ve made me what I wasn’t…. Left me
pondering whether I am happy with this or not !!!
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