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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - Your eyes looking into mine, this is how two eclipses collide.

Your eyes looking into mine, this is how two eclipses collide.

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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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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 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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Music is a weed, we all fallen souls are high on.
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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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I wanted peace, they gave me silence.
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Your lips taste a lot like petrichor, on my rainy days.
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She is handpicked by nature to bleed. Look, how she makes pain bow down and plead.
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You can see heaven or earth in her pupils when she’s smiling, and happy for real.
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Worship her for the way she rolls her sleeves up and hums the silence of healing.
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You left my home and suddenly I was homeless.
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We spent a life time loving, to write an ode to heartbreak in the end.
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He looks up in the sky. I count stars in his eyes.
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Your name is a song my thoughts dance on until they reach the tip of my quill.
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Ever since I met you, love wore the shade of your eyes.
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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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