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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

Dawn breaks and this heart breaks, too. Yet the sun continues to rise and this heart of mine knows only of the journey down, like an eclipse of the heart.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Break Eclipse Heart Heart Broken Journey Sun
Mountains speak in peaks and troughs. Just like life. And just like love.
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Life Love Myself Talk
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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Escape Prison Waste Wild
If truth be known it is not all about rainbows sometimes eyes of melancholic skies still shine they still find light and color despite the sky.
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Color Eyes Light Rainbow Shine Sky Time Truth
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.
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Face Hair Myself Ourselves Remember Snow Song Wind
Sometimes my lion will try to roar back when I flee. But its my butterfly that keeps me silent when I leave.
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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
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.
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End Heart Remember Wild Yourself
You’re the crescent moon cradling all theses shadows of me teach me how to shine so there’s no distance between you and I.
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Distance Moon Myself Shadow Yourself
I’m holding onto you, like a cloud holds rain. Knowing at some point I must let go. But waiting for the perfect storm, that will make it so much easier.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Hold Let Go Myself Perfection Rain
Morning mist like a blanket to dawn, obscures the hope of a new day. Yet the sunrises high, and the blanket falls and hope returns to the stage.
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Blanket Day Hope Morning Return Stage
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
Catch my fall as my wings ignite with love and the sky and I unite.
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Fall Love Myself Unity Wings
If I could stitch these wounds with letters every scar would bear your name.
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Letters Name Scars Wound Yourself
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
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

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.

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