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It’s been raining outside and I feel like a sad poet, hating my imagination pissing on the roof.

Munia Khan

If you allow coldness to engulf you before winter, season is helpless to help you.
MUNIA KHAN

Cold Help Helpess Season Winter
Moon is the light from a lantern in heaven.
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Heaven Lantern Light Moon
It is hard to befool a fool who has already been fooled so many times.
MUNIA KHAN

Break Up Broken Heart Fools
All shadows of clouds the sun cannot hide like the moon cannot stop oceanic tide; but a hidden star can still be smiling at night’s black spell on darkness, beguiling.
MUNIA KHAN

Cloud Hide Inspirational Moon Ocean Shadow Stars Sun Tide
If you rescue me from my pipe dreams, I’ll stop smoking fantasies.
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Dreams Fantasy Rescue Smoke Stop
Take me to ‘nowhere’ when distance belongs here, there, everywhere.
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Broken Heart Distance
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
Sometimes it is easier to feel the veins wilted and empty than to sense the coldness of blood in fear.
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Blood Cold Emptiness Fear Vein
Live alone if staying together seems lifeless
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Alone Life Live Togetherness
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
A moment’s beginning ends in a moment
MUNIA KHAN

Break Up Moments One Liner
When reality hurts, make sure to soar above the dream-stained sky!
MUNIA KHAN

Dreams Hurt Reality Sky Soar
Every lake belongs to the quietness desired by the swans.
MUNIA KHAN

Desire Lake Quiet Silence Swan
The moon can never breathe, but it can take our breath away with the beauty of its cold, arid orb.
MUNIA KHAN

Beauty Breath Cold Moon
Dreamers must dream on as long as the nightmare wakes them up to greet with a bucketful of reality.
MUNIA KHAN

Bucket Dreamer Dreams Greet Nightmare Reality
Departure of a year welcomes so many new memories.
MUNIA KHAN

Departure Memories Welcome

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