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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - Your name landed on my lips like december snow and slept there forever like a baby.

Your name landed on my lips like december snow and slept there forever like a baby.

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She is handpicked by nature to bleed. Look, how she makes pain bow down and plead.
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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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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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When god created woman, he was introspecting himself after falling in love.
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I wanted peace, they gave me silence.
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Your name landed on my lips like december snow and slept there forever like a baby.
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He looks up in the sky. I count stars in his eyes.
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A poet is the most beautiful poem, never read out loud by anyone.
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Darling, do not teach your stars to shine. Teach them how to embrace the darkness.
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Gift him flowers and watch him blushing like even fall.
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I started painting the touch of your voice, and ended up writing a love song.
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Worship her for the way she rolls her sleeves up and hums the silence of healing.
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He’s shy, he talks to her only. She’s bold, she listens to him only.
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