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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - Art is the sound of a human dying to be an immortal artist.

Art is the sound of a human dying to be an immortal artist.

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After heartbreak, darling treat yourself with some sunset and poetry in a wine glass.
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Its alright darl, moon is also alone in the crowd of stars.
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We were so close that I almost mistook it forever.
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He looks up in the sky. I count stars in his eyes.
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Poem is a phoenix, whose wings are painted in the colors of nostalgia.
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You left my home and suddenly I was homeless.
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She was hidden, drenched in darkness. He held her hand and called her luna.
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Your eyes looking into mine, this is how two eclipses collide.
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Art is the sound of a human dying to be an immortal artist.
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When god created woman, he was introspecting himself after falling in love.
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Darling, do not teach your stars to shine. Teach them how to embrace the darkness.
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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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Death Life Mercy Ourselves
And then writer in you is so homesick of pain, that you plead your wounds to bleed and ache.
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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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Let me be a poem freely hung in your diary. Like the moon, on the night sky.
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