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Wish I could be a fragile piece of glass to accept my brokenness.

Munia Khan

Love is love, even if it is illicit; like light remains light even in the darkness.
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Darkness Light Love
You don’t need a sad soul to feel the beauty of a dead grave, Just stay with the pale moon when darkness wants the night to be brave.
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Beauty Brace Grave Moon Night Sad Soul
I love to chase my shadow to feel how it rests in the dark.
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Chase Darkness Depression Shadow
Dreamers must dream on as long as the nightmare wakes them up to greet with a bucketful of reality.
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Bucket Dreamer Dreams Greet Nightmare Reality
When reality hurts, make sure to soar above the dream-stained sky!
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Dreams Hurt Reality Sky Soar
A mind can bleed a heart to death.
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Bleed Death Heart Mind One Liner
Some pain has no relief,it can only be sealed You can grasp the wound to feel the scar unhealed.
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Frasp Healing Pain relief Scars Seal
Stars are always dancing. Sometimes they dance twinkling away with the rhythm of your joyful heart and sometimes they dance without movement to embrace your heartache as if frozen sculptures of open-armed sadness.
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Dance Embrace Frozen Heart Heartache Joy Movement Rtythm Stars Twinkle
A moment’s beginning ends in a moment
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Break Up Moments One Liner
When you run out of love, it’s really hard to understand whether you have lost your heart or your heart has lost you.
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Break Up Broken Heart Heart Lost Love Understand
A farewell to my shadow is not my death; it’s my rebirth in darkness.
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Birth Darkness Death Farewell Shadow
A heartful mind can always see better than mindless eyes.
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Eyes Heart Mind
If we are the trees, words are our roots; and we grow as we write.
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Growth Root Tree Words Writing
Live alone if staying together seems lifeless
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Alone Life Live Togetherness
Spring is the fountain of love for thirsty winter.
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Fountain Love Spring Thrist Winter
My shadow is tired walking with me; but I have yet to be bored walking with myself, all by myself.
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Bore Shadow Walk

Wish I could be a fragile piece of glass to accept my brokenness.

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