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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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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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Your eyes looking into mine, this is how two eclipses collide.
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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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He killed her autumn with his cherry blossom smile.
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She is handpicked by nature to bleed. Look, how she makes pain bow down and plead.
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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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I started painting the touch of your voice, and ended up writing a love song.
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And the biggest irony is you spend a lifetime finding someone to love and then die learning how to unlove them.
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Poem is a phoenix, whose wings are painted in the colors of nostalgia.
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Love to the fullest. Either you’ll live for eternity or die as a poet.
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Art is the sound of a human dying to be an immortal artist.
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Your name landed on my lips like december snow and slept there forever like a baby.
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We spent a life time loving, to write an ode to heartbreak in the end.
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Poetry is an eulogy, sung for hope and love.
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Ever since I met you, love wore the shade of your eyes.
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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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Ache Blood Home Sick Wound Writing Yourself

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