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Your love was more of a funeral of hearts than a union of souls.

C.R. Elliott

There was this wild beauty inside her that tamed my demons and made them dream of halos.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Anand Thakur
Her smile can cure every heartache and pull a man out of depression – or atleast it did with me.
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Cure Depression Heart Broken Myself Smile
Being around their presence means shit if their heart is miles apart.
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Distance Heart Presence Togetherness
I strive to wake up every single morning saying to myself – you got this shit.
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Morning Strive Wake Up Yourself
The fire in your bones, will fuel the light in your heart that will make flowers bloom from your soul.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Anand Thakur
First you must build a home in yourself before you start inviting people in.
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Anand Thakur
I swear the stars align at night just to see you smile.
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Alignment Night See Smile Stars Swear Yourself
Change shouldn’t scare you, but the thought of staying the same should.
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Anand Thakur
I got lost in her eyes and frankly I was exactly where I wanted to be.
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Eyes Lost Myself
I want you to bury your sorrows in the depths of my embrace.
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Anand Thakur
Your love was the kind of love too beautiful to touch and too wild to let go.
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Beautiful Kind Let Go Love Touch Wild
Your love was more of a funeral of hearts than a union of souls.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Anand Thakur
She is the storm and the rainbow that comes after.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Anand Thakur
Never give too much of yourself to someone else – the power should always stay with you.
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Power Stay Yourself
Know it in your heart that even the brightest days started out in darkness.
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Bright Darkness Heart Yourself
You can pick my flower but my roots will remain and I will keep blooming – there is no stopping me now.
C.R. ELLIOTT

Anand Thakur

Your love was more of a funeral of hearts than a union of souls.

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