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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - Her aura was warm and I was a naive sunflower, leaning towards her.

Her aura was warm and I was a naive sunflower, leaning towards her.

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A poet is the most beautiful poem, never read out loud by anyone.
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Unlike our flesh and bones, our souls always share a common religion. The religion of art.
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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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When god created woman, he was introspecting himself after falling in love.
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Your eyes looking into mine, this is how two eclipses collide.
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He killed her autumn with his cherry blossom smile.
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He’s shy, he talks to her only. She’s bold, she listens to him only.
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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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Its alright darl, moon is also alone in the crowd of stars.
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Music is a weed, we all fallen souls are high on.
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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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Poem is a phoenix, whose wings are painted in the colors of nostalgia.
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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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Death is the mercy of life on us.
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Your name landed on my lips like december snow and slept there forever like a baby.
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