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The more I branch out, the less lonely I feel. I often wonder if trees are like that, too.

Teraza Faulkner

I am not scared of what I may find within the darkness of this forest line. But I do fear what the wild may find in me. I do fear that kind of vulnerability.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Darkness Forest Kind Scare Vulnerability Wild
Like a flower, that hides from the sun and discovers it still grows and blooms, I am learning that I too, can survive the dark, without you.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Darkness Discover Flower Hide Myself Survive Yourself
Pain is as dark as it is deep. But just like anything that receives enough light, it too will fade over time and become something, a little less ominous, and a little more hopeful.
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Darkness Enough Fade Hope Light Pain Time
Snow relies on branches much like I rely on love but snow knows how to let go and I know how much it hurts.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Hurt Let Go Love Myself Nature Snow
Skin on skin his heart beat an orchestra against her chest. Love never tires of music like this.
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Heart Herself Love Music Skin Tired
There is no road less travelled than the one that leads into the sea. But the waves will always take you to where you need to be.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Journey Leadership Need Road Travel Yourself
We are much like the nights sky, the big things draw our attention. But its the little things that really light us up.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Attention Light Night Ourselves
Bitter sweet rose her thorns pierce every bone, but her lustful petals fall like bandaids for bleeding sores.
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Blood Bone Fall Rose
Sometimes my lion will try to roar back when I flee. But its my butterfly that keeps me silent when I leave.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Lion Myself Run Silence Time
I wish for a world where our hearts could be seen on the outside and we acred more about what our love looked like than our faces.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Face Heart Love Ourselves World
She teaches me I am boundless and free. She teaches me my past does not define me.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Definition Freedom Myself Past Teaching Wild
Sometimes it is not about the touch at all it is about the hands they belong too.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Hands Sex Touch
Some days I wonder how I can become more then I think of you and I grow with love.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Day Growth Love Myself Relationship Thinking Wonder Yourself
I stand before mother natures pleasures as she is a playground for my soul. But you will always be the only playground that I call home.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Home Mom Myself Nature Stand
I will always have a little bit of the wild in me. Always remembering what a good heart tastes like. Like love, that never ends. Like you.
TERAZA FAULKNER

End Heart Remember Wild Yourself
I’m holding happiness as though it never left it was always below my skin. Waiting to be seen waiting for the opportunity to breathe again.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Breathe Happiness Hold Myself Opportunity See Skin

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