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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - Rest your head on his shoulder more often. Earth blushes when a snowflake gently dozes off on it.

Rest your head on his shoulder more often. Earth blushes when a snowflake gently dozes off on it.

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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
I’m the ocean swaying with the harmony of your moon.
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Harmony Moon Myself Ocean Yourself
Night is a song, moon and sad people can sing along.
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Moon Night People Sadness Sing Song
She is handpicked by nature to bleed. Look, how she makes pain bow down and plead.
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Blood Herself Inspirational Nature Pain
Your lips taste a lot like petrichor, on my rainy days.
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Days Lips Rain Taste 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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Agony Death Herself Hold Learning Pain Soak
Death is the mercy of life on us.
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Death Life Mercy Ourselves
She’s never silent, you can always listen her soul speaking the tongue of poetry.
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Herself Listening Poetry Silence Soul
You left my home and suddenly I was homeless.
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Break Up Home Myself
A poet is the most beautiful poem, never read out loud by anyone.
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Beautiful Poem Poet Reading
You can see heaven or earth in her pupils when she’s smiling, and happy for real.
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Earth Eyes Happiness Heaven Reality Smile
Her aura was warm and I was a naive sunflower, leaning towards her.
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Aura Flower Herself Myself Sunflower Warm
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
Your name is a song my thoughts dance on until they reach the tip of my quill.
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Myself Name Reach Song Thinking Tips
She was hidden, drenched in darkness. He held her hand and called her luna.
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Call Darkness Hands Herself Hide
He looks up in the sky. I count stars in his eyes.
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Count Eyes Himself Sky Stardom

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