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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.

Teraza Faulkner

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.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Break Fly Heart Lost Love Myself
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.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Cry Feeling Myself Name Pain Paint Star Tears
Mountains speak in peaks and troughs. Just like life. And just like love.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Life Love Myself Talk
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 FAULKNER

Color Eyes Light Rainbow Shine Sky Time Truth
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
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
Sometimes it is not about the touch at all it is about the hands they belong too.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Hands Sex Touch
Love me later when the sun fades into the horizon and the distance between you and I melts away.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Distance Fade Love Myself Sun
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
Pain often hides behind dry eyes yet that river still flows on the inside.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Eyes Flow Hard Time Hide Pain
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.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Blanket Day Hope Morning Return Stage
Skin on skin his heart beat an orchestra against her chest. Love never tires of music like this.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Heart Herself Love Music Skin Tired
A flower grows where it is planted but love grows everywhere.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Flower Growth Myself Plant
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
Wouldn’t it be a different world if love passed as freely through us as money passes through hands.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Different Freedom Love Myself World
The more I branch out, the less lonely I feel. I often wonder if trees are like that, too.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Branch Myself Tree

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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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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