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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - Music is a weed, we all fallen souls are high on.

Music is a weed, we all fallen souls are high on.

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Darling, do not teach your stars to shine. Teach them how to embrace the darkness.
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Darkness Embrace Shine Stars Teaching Yourself
She was hidden, drenched in darkness. He held her hand and called her luna.
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Call Darkness Hands Herself Hide
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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Heartbeat Hope Poem River Touch
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
Ever since I met you, love wore the shade of your eyes.
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Eyes Love Meet Shade Yourself
Its alright darl, moon is also alone in the crowd of stars.
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Alone Crowd Moon Stardom
You’re a flower, the universe has given to the nature to profess its love.
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Flower Love Nature Universe
Worship her for the way she rolls her sleeves up and hums the silence of healing.
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Healing Herself Silence Way Worship
Music is a weed, we all fallen souls are high on.
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Drugs Fall Music Soul
Your eyes looking into mine, this is how two eclipses collide.
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Eclipse Eyes Love Relationship Yourself
Life is a burden and death is a luxury, at last we are all dreaming to buy.
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Burden Death Deep Dreams Life Luxury
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
Once the sky dreamt of kissing the earth and everyone called it horizon.
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Dreams Earth Horizon Kissing Sky
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
Your lips taste a lot like petrichor, on my rainy days.
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Days Lips Rain Taste Yourself
He’s shy, he talks to her only. She’s bold, she listens to him only.
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Bold Herself Himself Listening Shy Talk

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