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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.

Teraza Faulkner

Love me later when the sun fades into the horizon and the distance between you and I melts away.
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Distance Fade Love Myself Sun
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
The sun never gets tired of kissing the sky, goodnight. And my heart will never tire of a love, like that.
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Heart Kissing Love Myself Night Sky Sun
Skin on skin his heart beat an orchestra against her chest. Love never tires of music like this.
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Heart Herself Love Music Skin Tired
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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Cry Feeling Myself Name Pain Paint Star Tears
A flower grows where it is planted but love grows everywhere.
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Flower Growth Myself Plant
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
Wouldn’t it be a different world if love passed as freely through us as money passes through hands.
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Different Freedom Love Myself World
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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Break Fly Heart Lost Love Myself
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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Break Up Easy Love Reading Relationship Story Yourself
Pain made me grow in the most unexpected places. And now I know what it feels like to be a wildflower.
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Expectation Flower Growth Pain Place Wild
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
The more I branch out, the less lonely I feel. I often wonder if trees are like that, too.
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Branch Myself Tree
Sometimes it is not about the touch at all it is about the hands they belong too.
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Hands Sex Touch
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
I’ve been that children, learning to walk. Somedays I’ve fallen, and some days I’ve crawled. But the steps, they grew. And so did my strength. And then I let go of your hand.
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Children Hands Learning Let Go Strength Walk Yourself

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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