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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - Fear people who dare to walk with their chest open, despite of having a heart bruise by love.

Fear people who dare to walk with their chest open, despite of having a heart bruise by love.

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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
Exist so loud that even if you die tonight, your deeds illuminate like stars.
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Death Existence Illumination Loud Night Stardom
A poet is the most beautiful poem, never read out loud by anyone.
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Beautiful Poem Poet Reading
Gift him flowers and watch him blushing like even fall.
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Blush Fall Flower Himself Watch
When god created woman, he was introspecting himself after falling in love.
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Creation Fall In Love God Introspect Woman
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
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
Your eyes looking into mine, this is how two eclipses collide.
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Eclipse Eyes Love Relationship Yourself
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
Art is the sound of a human dying to be an immortal artist.
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Ever since I met you, love wore the shade of your eyes.
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Eyes Love Meet Shade Yourself
He killed her autumn with his cherry blossom smile.
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Autumn Himself Kill Smile
She’s never silent, you can always listen her soul speaking the tongue of poetry.
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Herself Listening Poetry Silence Soul
You can see heaven or earth in her pupils when she’s smiling, and happy for real.
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Poetry is an eulogy, sung for hope and love.
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Love to the fullest. Either you’ll live for eternity or die as a poet.
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Music is a weed, we all fallen souls are high on.
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I wanted peace, they gave me silence.
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We were so close that I almost mistook it forever.
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Break Up Close Forever Mistake Myself
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
She was hidden, drenched in darkness. He held her hand and called her luna.
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Call Darkness Hands Herself Hide
Death is the mercy of life on us.
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Death Life Mercy Ourselves
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
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
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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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
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

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