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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - Gift him flowers and watch him blushing like even fall.

Gift him flowers and watch him blushing like even fall.

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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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Exist so loud that even if you die tonight, your deeds illuminate like stars.
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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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Night is a song, moon and sad people can sing along.
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Her aura was warm and I was a naive sunflower, leaning towards her.
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And then writer in you is so homesick of pain, that you plead your wounds to bleed and ache.
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Death is the mercy of life on us.
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When god created woman, he was introspecting himself after falling in love.
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Music is a weed, we all fallen souls are high on.
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When she’s drenched in agony and soaked in pain, her smile holds the art this world is dying to learn.
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Poetry is an eulogy, sung for hope and love.
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You left my home and suddenly I was homeless.
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She is handpicked by nature to bleed. Look, how she makes pain bow down and plead.
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I started painting the touch of your voice, and ended up writing a love song.
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Gift him flowers and watch him blushing like even fall.
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