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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - Death is the mercy of life on us.

Death is the mercy of life on us.

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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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Big Finding Irony Learning Life Love Time Yourself
You deserve the love that stays with you like the childhood poem you still remember by heart.
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Childhood Deserve Heart Love Poem Remember Stay Yourself
I started painting the touch of your voice, and ended up writing a love song.
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Love Myself Paint Song Start Touch Writing
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
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
Ever since I met you, love wore the shade of your eyes.
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Eyes Love Meet Shade Yourself
Gift him flowers and watch him blushing like even fall.
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Blush Fall Flower Himself Watch
Unlike our flesh and bones, our souls always share a common religion. The religion of art.
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Art Bone Common Flesh Ourselves Religion Share Soul
We were so close that I almost mistook it forever.
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Break Up Close Forever Mistake Myself
Your eyes looking into mine, this is how two eclipses collide.
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Eclipse Eyes Love Relationship Yourself
Your lips taste a lot like petrichor, on my rainy days.
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Days Lips Rain Taste Yourself
You’re a flower, the universe has given to the nature to profess its love.
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Flower Love Nature Universe
When god created woman, he was introspecting himself after falling in love.
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Creation Fall In Love God Introspect Woman
Poem is a phoenix, whose wings are painted in the colors of nostalgia.
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Color Nostalgia Paint Phoenix Poem Wings
I’m the ocean swaying with the harmony of your moon.
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Harmony Moon Myself Ocean Yourself
Music is a weed, we all fallen souls are high on.
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Drugs Fall Music Soul

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