Kiss his wounds and tell him its okay to cry, humans have emotions and they bleed sometimes.
SHRUTHI SAGARKiss his wounds and tell him its okay to cry, humans have emotions and they bleed sometimes.
More Shruthi Sagar Quotes
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Look into my eyes and tell me I a matter. Then in my eyes see how it’s always been you who matters.
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On nights I cant sleep, your ghost puts me back to sleep.
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You would be so proud of me if you knew of all the ways I’ve turned my pain into art.
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Ripped in pieces soaked in love, unheard battles all won, I’m proud of you heart of what you’ve become.
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People could stab me with knives and I would still get them aid, For I see a glimpse of me in them. But sadly, people aren’t mirrors.
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So much love to give but none to give too.
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In a world where everyone wants you to be a damsel in distress, be a raging goddess.
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If you were ever to cut my flesh open, I would bleed in broken dreams & love I failed to give. for all that I have not done consume me more than all of the things, I’ve done.
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I stopped complaining about things I didn’t have, and poured gratitude for what I did. Life became lighter and more fulfilling. Desire didn’t hold onto me like it earlier did. Happiness filled in like light, and life started to feel like a blessing.
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The cold consumes me. The oceans in my eyes freeze. It’s 2 AM and I can’t move. Your loss is too much to bear.
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The moon is the witness of all the nights I’ve spent waiting for your return.
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They say body is nothing but the dress for the soul. So does this mean all my pain and all my tragedies are now tattoos on my soul?
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The traveler in me is desperate to explore this gorgeous city but the lover in me refuses to see anywhere but him.
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Love isn’t always about flowers and happy endings, sometimes it’s about letting go with love screaming in your bones.
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And when instead of flowers your heart grows thorns – that’s when you know it does not love.
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