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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - I started painting the touch of your voice, and ended up writing a love song.

I started painting the touch of your voice, and ended up writing a love song.

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You left my home and suddenly I was homeless.
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And the biggest irony is you spend a lifetime finding someone to love and then die learning how to unlove them.
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You’re breathed all over the walls of my lungs and I don’t know how to breathe you out.
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Your eyes looking into mine, this is how two eclipses collide.
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We spent a life time loving, to write an ode to heartbreak in the end.
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End Heart Broken Life Love Myself Time Writing
Poetry is an eulogy, sung for hope and love.
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Its alright darl, moon is also alone in the crowd of stars.
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You’re a flower, the universe has given to the nature to profess its love.
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You deserve the love that stays with you like the childhood poem you still remember by heart.
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Let me be a poem freely hung in your diary. Like the moon, on the night sky.
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I’m the ocean swaying with the harmony of your moon.
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Harmony Moon Myself Ocean Yourself
Her aura was warm and I was a naive sunflower, leaning towards her.
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Aura Flower Herself Myself Sunflower Warm
He looks up in the sky. I count stars in his eyes.
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Your name is a song my thoughts dance on until they reach the tip of my quill.
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Myself Name Reach Song Thinking Tips
Love to the fullest. Either you’ll live for eternity or die as a poet.
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Forever Full Live Love Poet Yourself

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