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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - Your name is a song my thoughts dance on until they reach the tip of my quill.

Your name is a song my thoughts dance on until they reach the tip of my quill.

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Its alright darl, moon is also alone in the crowd of stars.
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Your name landed on my lips like december snow and slept there forever like a baby.
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When god created woman, he was introspecting himself after falling in love.
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Death is the mercy of life on us.
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Bleed gracefully without a sigh, until this universe runs out of pain.
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Your name is a song my thoughts dance on until they reach the tip of my quill.
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I started painting the touch of your voice, and ended up writing a love song.
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I wanted peace, they gave me silence.
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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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Her aura was warm and I was a naive sunflower, leaning towards her.
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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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You left my home and suddenly I was homeless.
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Rest your head on his shoulder more often. Earth blushes when a snowflake gently dozes off on it.
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