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Soft feathers cannot make a cruel bird kind.

Munia Khan

It’s been raining outside and I feel like a sad poet, hating my imagination pissing on the roof.
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Imagination Outside Poet Rain Roof Writer
Love is like dried flowers sometimes. Even though you watch the petals shrink and change colour, you cannot help treasuring them.
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Change Color Dry Flower Help Love Petal
You will never feel alone, if you run down the stairs of loneliness; as every solitary step becomes your companion.
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Alone Companion Inspirational Loneliness Stairs
It is hard to befool a fool who has already been fooled so many times.
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Break Up Broken Heart Fools
Wild animals are less wild and more human than many humans of this world.
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Animal Human Wild World
A moment’s beginning ends in a moment
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Break Up Moments One Liner
I wish to spend a lifetime near a lighthouse where loneliness will be the glimmer of luminous prancing upon ocean waves… rising and falling only for my breathing.
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Breath Fall Glimmer Lifetime Light Loneliness Ocean Rise
Dreamers must dream on as long as the nightmare wakes them up to greet with a bucketful of reality.
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Bucket Dreamer Dreams Greet Nightmare Reality
I love to chase my shadow to feel how it rests in the dark.
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Chase Darkness Depression Shadow
The easiest way to be reborn is to live and feel life everyday.
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Born Feeling Life Live Positive
Where in the world would a star be without the love of the sky?
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Love Sky Stars World
Some pain has no relief,it can only be sealed You can grasp the wound to feel the scar unhealed.
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Frasp Healing Pain relief Scars Seal
Love is love, even if it is illicit; like light remains light even in the darkness.
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Darkness Light Love
Being empty makes me whole sometimes. I wonder if every hollow hole has its own solidity of fulfillment.
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Emptiness Fulfillment Hole Hollow Whole Wonder
When you run out of love, it’s really hard to understand whether you have lost your heart or your heart has lost you.
MUNIA KHAN

Break Up Broken Heart Heart Lost Love Understand
Sometimes it is easier to feel the veins wilted and empty than to sense the coldness of blood in fear.
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Blood Cold Emptiness Fear Vein

Soft feathers cannot make a cruel bird kind.

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