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Take me from this wasteland, for I have longed for an escape like a bird that craves the wilderness, from every corner of his cage.

Teraza Faulkner

There is snow on my face and wind in my hair and winter has nearly stolen me. But as I remember the words of our song then spring still owns a part of me.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Face Hair Myself Ourselves Remember Snow Song Wind
Maybe all these tears are leading me somewhere. Because when the sun meets rain, something beautiful emerges. And perhaps I am a rainbow in the making.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Leadership Myself Rainbow Sun Tears
I’ve painted stars around tears that I’ve cried. And now my pain is a galaxy and every star has a name and every name feels like pain and you’re every star.
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Cry Feeling Myself Name Pain Paint Star Tears
I’m like a lost bird. My wings are not broken, but my heart is. Love always kept me flying. But now, love is what keeps me still.
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Break Fly Heart Lost Love Myself
We are much like the nights sky, the big things draw our attention. But its the little things that really light us up.
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Attention Light Night Ourselves
Love me later when the sun fades into the horizon and the distance between you and I melts away.
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Distance Fade Love Myself Sun
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
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
It’s those hands of time saving me when nothing else can.
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Hands Myself Save Time
I am caught between the meadow and the sky knowing I can walk long distances, but believing there’s something greater than where my feet can take me.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Believe Distance Greatness Myself Sky Walk
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’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.
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Breathe Happiness Hold Myself Opportunity See Skin
Mountains speak in peaks and troughs. Just like life. And just like love.
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Life Love Myself Talk
She teaches me I am boundless and free. She teaches me my past does not define me.
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Definition Freedom Myself Past Teaching Wild
The more I branch out, the less lonely I feel. I often wonder if trees are like that, too.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Branch Myself Tree
Pain made me grow in the most unexpected places. And now I know what it feels like to be a wildflower.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Expectation Flower Growth Pain Place Wild

Take me from this wasteland, for I have longed for an escape like a bird that craves the wilderness, from every corner of his cage.

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