It was meant to be just rain, that went away. Yet we became the storm, of yesterday.
TERAZA FAULKNERWhere the heart feels torn is where the blood rushes most and that’s where all the roads meet.
More Teraza Faulkner Quotes
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You are the book I keep closed, for some stories are not easy to read. But flowers bloom in between like the story is still alive.
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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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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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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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Sometimes our greatest strength is our greatest weakness sometimes to love is to fall.
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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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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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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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I wish for a world where our hearts could be seen on the outside and we acred more about what our love looked like than our faces.
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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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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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I am not scared of what I may find within the darkness of this forest line. But I do fear what the wild may find in me. I do fear that kind of vulnerability.
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Love me later when the sun fades into the horizon and the distance between you and I melts away.
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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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A flower grows where it is planted but love grows everywhere.
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