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.
TERAZA FAULKNERIt was meant to be just rain, that went away. Yet we became the storm, of yesterday.
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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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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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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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Snow relies on branches much like I rely on love but snow knows how to let go and I know how much it hurts.
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Where the heart feels torn is where the blood rushes most and that’s where all the roads meet.
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It was meant to be just rain, that went away. Yet we became the storm, of yesterday.
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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.
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The more I branch out, the less lonely I feel. I often wonder if trees are like that, too.
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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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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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Some days I wonder how I can become more then I think of you and I grow with love.
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Sometimes our greatest strength is our greatest weakness sometimes to love is to fall.
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She fades away falls behind the curtain of the night and retreats beyond the darkness as though she is gone for good. Yet, she always returns. And so does, love.
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Wouldn’t it be a different world if love passed as freely through us as money passes through hands.
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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.
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