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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - I’m the ocean swaying with the harmony of your moon.

I’m the ocean swaying with the harmony of your moon.

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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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Ache Blood Home Sick Wound Writing Yourself
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
Its alright darl, moon is also alone in the crowd of stars.
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Alone Crowd Moon Stardom
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
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 Breathe Memories Relationship Wall Yourself
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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Art is the sound of a human dying to be an immortal artist.
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After heartbreak, darling treat yourself with some sunset and poetry in a wine glass.
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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
Exist so loud that even if you die tonight, your deeds illuminate like stars.
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Death Existence Illumination Loud Night Stardom
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
Your lips taste a lot like petrichor, on my rainy days.
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Days Lips Rain Taste Yourself
Ever since I met you, love wore the shade of your eyes.
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Eyes Love Meet Shade Yourself
Once the sky dreamt of kissing the earth and everyone called it horizon.
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Dreams Earth Horizon Kissing Sky
Music is a weed, we all fallen souls are high on.
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We spent a life time loving, to write an ode to heartbreak in the end.
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