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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - You’re breathed all over the walls of my lungs and I don’t know how to breathe you out.

You’re breathed all over the walls of my lungs and I don’t know how to breathe you out.

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Break Up Home Myself
Poetry is an eulogy, sung for hope and love.
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Hope One Liner Poetry Sing
She is handpicked by nature to bleed. Look, how she makes pain bow down and plead.
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Blood Herself Inspirational Nature Pain
Once the sky dreamt of kissing the earth and everyone called it horizon.
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Dreams Earth Horizon Kissing Sky
Gift him flowers and watch him blushing like even fall.
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Blush Fall Flower Himself Watch
She was hidden, drenched in darkness. He held her hand and called her luna.
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Call Darkness Hands Herself Hide
Art is the sound of a human dying to be an immortal artist.
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Art Artist Death Human Immortal Sound
And then writer in you is so homesick of pain, that you plead your wounds to bleed and ache.
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Ache Blood Home Sick Wound Writing Yourself
Poem is a phoenix, whose wings are painted in the colors of nostalgia.
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Color Nostalgia Paint Phoenix Poem Wings
Her aura was warm and I was a naive sunflower, leaning towards her.
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Aura Flower Herself Myself Sunflower Warm
Rest your head on his shoulder more often. Earth blushes when a snowflake gently dozes off on it.
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Earth Gentle Head Snow Yourself
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
You’re a flower, the universe has given to the nature to profess its love.
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Flower Love Nature Universe
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
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
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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