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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - Exist so loud that even if you die tonight, your deeds illuminate like stars.

Exist so loud that even if you die tonight, your deeds illuminate like stars.

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Your lips taste a lot like petrichor, on my rainy days.
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Days Lips Rain Taste Yourself
Let me be a poem freely hung in your diary. Like the moon, on the night sky.
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Diary Freedom Myself Night Poem Sky
Art is the sound of a human dying to be an immortal artist.
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Art Artist Death Human Immortal Sound
I’m the ocean swaying with the harmony of your moon.
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Harmony Moon Myself Ocean Yourself
Your eyes looking into mine, this is how two eclipses collide.
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Eclipse Eyes Love Relationship Yourself
Death is the mercy of life on us.
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Death Life Mercy Ourselves
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
I wanted peace, they gave me silence.
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Myself Peace Silence
He killed her autumn with his cherry blossom smile.
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Autumn Himself Kill Smile
Once the sky dreamt of kissing the earth and everyone called it horizon.
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Dreams Earth Horizon Kissing Sky
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
We spent a life time loving, to write an ode to heartbreak in the end.
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End Heart Broken Life Love Myself Time Writing
Your name is a song my thoughts dance on until they reach the tip of my quill.
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Myself Name Reach Song Thinking Tips
Poem is a phoenix, whose wings are painted in the colors of nostalgia.
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Color Nostalgia Paint Phoenix Poem Wings
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
Her aura was warm and I was a naive sunflower, leaning towards her.
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Aura Flower Herself Myself Sunflower Warm

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