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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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Love to the fullest. Either you’ll live for eternity or die as a poet.
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Forever Full Live Love Poet Yourself
Bleed gracefully without a sigh, until this universe runs out of pain.
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Blood Grace Inspirational Pain Run Universe
After heartbreak, darling treat yourself with some sunset and poetry in a wine glass.
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Break Up Heart Broken Poetry Treat Yourself
Your name landed on my lips like december snow and slept there forever like a baby.
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Forever Land Lips Name Sleep Snow
You’re breathed all over the walls of my lungs and I don’t know how to breathe you out.
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Break Up Breathe Memories Relationship Wall Yourself
I’m the ocean swaying with the harmony of your moon.
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Harmony Moon Myself Ocean Yourself
You can always wear armor of your smile as a remedy for this world full of damaged souls.
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Damage Remedy Smile Soul Wear World
Fear people who dare to walk with their chest open, despite of having a heart bruise by love.
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Bruise Chest Fear Heart People Walk
Night is a song, moon and sad people can sing along.
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Moon Night People Sadness Sing Song
I wanted peace, they gave me silence.
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Myself Peace Silence
Gift him flowers and watch him blushing like even fall.
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Blush Fall Flower Himself Watch
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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Break Up Healing Hope Linger Pain Scars Skin Wound
Poetry is an eulogy, sung for hope and love.
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Hope One Liner Poetry Sing
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
You’re a flower, the universe has given to the nature to profess its love.
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Flower Love Nature Universe
Poem is a phoenix, whose wings are painted in the colors of nostalgia.
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Color Nostalgia Paint Phoenix Poem Wings

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