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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - You deserve the love that stays with you like the childhood poem you still remember by heart.

You deserve the love that stays with you like the childhood poem you still remember by heart.

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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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Life is a burden and death is a luxury, at last we are all dreaming to buy.
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I’m the ocean swaying with the harmony of your moon.
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After heartbreak, darling treat yourself with some sunset and poetry in a wine glass.
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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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Your name landed on my lips like december snow and slept there forever like a baby.
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Poem is a phoenix, whose wings are painted in the colors of nostalgia.
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You can see heaven or earth in her pupils when she’s smiling, and happy for real.
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Ever since I met you, love wore the shade of your eyes.
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I started painting the touch of your voice, and ended up writing a love song.
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Darling, do not teach your stars to shine. Teach them how to embrace the darkness.
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Darkness Embrace Shine Stars Teaching Yourself
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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A poet is the most beautiful poem, never read out loud by anyone.
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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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Your lips taste a lot like petrichor, on my rainy days.
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Death is the mercy of life on us.
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