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Nikita Gandhi Quote - I thought butterflies are frail until they began to flit in my stomach.

I thought butterflies are frail until they began to flit in my stomach.

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Sometimes, I feel sorry for you. I’m not there to hold you, and this clouded sky do not let you talk to the moon.
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You were drunk in love by the time I was already sober.
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Break Up Drink Love Relationship Time Yourself
Stop changing things in a way they are not meant to be.
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Cry Emotion Ourselves Scream
Our noses mingled, even though we had sharp differences. Yet we kept on fighting, over minor preferences.
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The believe you carry in yourself is what makes you unbelievable for others.
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Believe Carry Inspirational Self Love Yourself
Your departure is no joke it freaks me out every time you leave for the airport.
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Freak Joke Leaving Love Time Yourself
The journey of fire begins, survives and ends with air.
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The sound of those crickets still drowns me in the summer fantasy.
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Drown Fantasy Myself Sound Summer
What good you did in separating those petals from a rose show some efforts in separating it’s thorns.
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Flower Goodness Rose Separate Yourself
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