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
If I could stitch these wounds with letters every scar would bear your name.
More Teraza Faulkner Quotes
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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.
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Bitter sweet rose her thorns pierce every bone, but her lustful petals fall like bandaids for bleeding sores.
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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’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.
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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.
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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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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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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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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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Where the heart feels torn is where the blood rushes most and that’s where all the roads meet.
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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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Catch my fall as my wings ignite with love and the sky and I unite.
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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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Sometimes it is not about the touch at all it is about the hands they belong too.
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Isn’t it a lovely thing watching flowers greet the wind as if a gentle kiss is all they need to dance.
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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.
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