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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - Your name landed on my lips like december snow and slept there forever like a baby.

Your name landed on my lips like december snow and slept there forever like a baby.

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After heartbreak, darling treat yourself with some sunset and poetry in a wine glass.
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A poet is the most beautiful poem, never read out loud by anyone.
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Her aura was warm and I was a naive sunflower, leaning towards her.
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Aura Flower Herself Myself Sunflower Warm
Rest your head on his shoulder more often. Earth blushes when a snowflake gently dozes off on it.
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Earth Gentle Head Snow Yourself
Your eyes looking into mine, this is how two eclipses collide.
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Eclipse Eyes Love Relationship Yourself
You can see heaven or earth in her pupils when she’s smiling, and happy for real.
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We spent a life time loving, to write an ode to heartbreak in the end.
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Exist so loud that even if you die tonight, your deeds illuminate like stars.
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I hope my poem touches your soul and tickles your feet. As it is a river, river of my molten heartbeats.
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Ever since I met you, love wore the shade of your eyes.
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She’s never silent, you can always listen her soul speaking the tongue of poetry.
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You can always wear armor of your smile as a remedy for this world full of damaged souls.
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Damage Remedy Smile Soul Wear World
Your name landed on my lips like december snow and slept there forever like a baby.
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Forever Land Lips Name Sleep Snow
Let me be a poem freely hung in your diary. Like the moon, on the night sky.
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Diary Freedom Myself Night Poem Sky
Life is a burden and death is a luxury, at last we are all dreaming to buy.
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Burden Death Deep Dreams Life Luxury
She was hidden, drenched in darkness. He held her hand and called her luna.
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Call Darkness Hands Herself Hide

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