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Wounded

Wounded are we,
not from the cuts,
neither from scars,
but from words of someone,
now very far,
whose name is a flashback,
of a life dreamt,
and lost,
but somehow,
one gets used to them,
every night.

2 thoughts on “Wounded”

Unraveling mystery says:

So touching…well written! You too have mastered the art of expressing yourself in less words ,S!
-S

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June 26, 2015 at 12:32 pm Reply
Shashank Bhardwaj says:

Thanks S, mastery has a long way to go..me still trying.

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June 26, 2015 at 1:25 pm Reply

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