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.
TERAZA FAULKNERShe teaches me I am boundless and free. She teaches me my past does not define me.
More Teraza Faulkner Quotes
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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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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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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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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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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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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 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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It’s those hands of time saving me when nothing else can.
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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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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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Sometimes it is not about the touch at all it is about the hands they belong too.
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A flower grows where it is planted but love grows everywhere.
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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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It was meant to be just rain, that went away. Yet we became the storm, of yesterday.
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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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