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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.

Teraza Faulkner

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
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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Home Mom Myself Nature Stand
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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Breathe Happiness Hold Myself Opportunity See Skin
It’s those hands of time saving me when nothing else can.
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Hands Myself Save Time
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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Leadership Myself Rainbow Sun Tears
Where the heart feels torn is where the blood rushes most and that’s where all the roads meet.
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Blood Feeling Heart Myself Road
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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Believe Distance Greatness Myself Sky Walk
Pain often hides behind dry eyes yet that river still flows on the inside.
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Eyes Flow Hard Time Hide Pain
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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Darkness Discover Flower Hide Myself Survive Yourself
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
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
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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Face Heart Love Ourselves World
Words are weighted messengers that can break when they drop but a moments pause is the harness that keeps them from falling.
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Break Fall Moments Word
She teaches me I am boundless and free. She teaches me my past does not define me.
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Definition Freedom Myself Past Teaching Wild
If I could stitch these wounds with letters every scar would bear your name.
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Letters Name Scars Wound Yourself

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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