Words are weighted messengers that can break when they drop but a moments pause is the harness that keeps them from falling.
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 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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Where the heart feels torn is where the blood rushes most and that’s where all the roads meet.
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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.
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Like a flower, that hides from the sun and discovers it still grows and blooms, I am learning that I too, can survive the dark, without you.
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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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Love me later when the sun fades into the horizon and the distance between you and I melts away.
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Catch my fall as my wings ignite with love and the sky and I unite.
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She teaches me I am boundless and free. She teaches me my past does not define me.
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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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Some days I wonder how I can become more then I think of you and I grow with love.
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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 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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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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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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