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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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We spent a life time loving, to write an ode to heartbreak in the end.
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You left my home and suddenly I was homeless.
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A poet is the most beautiful poem, never read out loud by anyone.
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We were so close that I almost mistook it forever.
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Love to the fullest. Either you’ll live for eternity or die as a poet.
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You deserve the love that stays with you like the childhood poem you still remember by heart.
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Death is the mercy of life on us.
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Night is a song, moon and sad people can sing along.
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Gift him flowers and watch him blushing like even fall.
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She is handpicked by nature to bleed. Look, how she makes pain bow down and plead.
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Music is a weed, we all fallen souls are high on.
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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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Life is a burden and death is a luxury, at last we are all dreaming to buy.
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After heartbreak, darling treat yourself with some sunset and poetry in a wine glass.
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Exist so loud that even if you die tonight, your deeds illuminate like stars.
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Her aura was warm and I was a naive sunflower, leaning towards her.
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