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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - And then writer in you is so homesick of pain, that you plead your wounds to bleed and ache.

And then writer in you is so homesick of pain, that you plead your wounds to bleed and ache.

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Fear people who dare to walk with their chest open, despite of having a heart bruise by love.
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Its alright darl, moon is also alone in the crowd of stars.
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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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Gift him flowers and watch him blushing like even fall.
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Her aura was warm and I was a naive sunflower, leaning towards her.
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Love to the fullest. Either you’ll live for eternity or die as a poet.
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Ever since I met you, love wore the shade of your eyes.
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Night is a song, moon and sad people can sing along.
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When god created woman, he was introspecting himself after falling in love.
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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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Bleed gracefully without a sigh, until this universe runs out of pain.
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Death is the mercy of life on us.
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Your name landed on my lips like december snow and slept there forever like a baby.
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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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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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Darling, do not teach your stars to shine. Teach them how to embrace the darkness.
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