Sunday, 19 May 2024

Wings


Your words, however harsh they intended to be, do not define me. 

What you said that day, showed me that you don't know me, you never knew me. 

I bet you felt better after saying what you did? 

I'm glad. 

Because it only showed me who you really are. 

And you can't clip my wings.

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