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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - After heartbreak, darling treat yourself with some sunset and poetry in a wine glass.

After heartbreak, darling treat yourself with some sunset and poetry in a wine glass.

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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
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
A poet is the most beautiful poem, never read out loud by anyone.
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Beautiful Poem Poet Reading
Poem is a phoenix, whose wings are painted in the colors of nostalgia.
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Color Nostalgia Paint Phoenix Poem Wings
I’m the ocean swaying with the harmony of your moon.
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Harmony Moon Myself Ocean Yourself
Fear people who dare to walk with their chest open, despite of having a heart bruise by love.
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Bruise Chest Fear Heart People Walk
I hope this pain never eases and these wounds never heal. That’s how you keep lingering in scars, underneath my skin.
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Break Up Healing Hope Linger Pain Scars Skin Wound
He’s shy, he talks to her only. She’s bold, she listens to him only.
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Bold Herself Himself Listening Shy Talk
Ever since I met you, love wore the shade of your eyes.
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Eyes Love Meet Shade Yourself
Gift him flowers and watch him blushing like even fall.
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Blush Fall Flower Himself Watch
Once the sky dreamt of kissing the earth and everyone called it horizon.
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Dreams Earth Horizon Kissing Sky
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
We were so close that I almost mistook it forever.
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Break Up Close Forever Mistake Myself
Music is a weed, we all fallen souls are high on.
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Drugs Fall Music Soul
Art is the sound of a human dying to be an immortal artist.
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Art Artist Death Human Immortal Sound
Death is the mercy of life on us.
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Death Life Mercy Ourselves

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