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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

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
Morning mist like a blanket to dawn, obscures the hope of a new day. Yet the sunrises high, and the blanket falls and hope returns to the stage.
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Blanket Day Hope Morning Return Stage
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’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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Hold Let Go Myself Perfection Rain
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
Mountains speak in peaks and troughs. Just like life. And just like love.
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Life Love Myself Talk
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
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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Dance Flower Kiss Love Nature Wind
Pain often hides behind dry eyes yet that river still flows on the inside.
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Eyes Flow Hard Time Hide Pain
If I could stitch these wounds with letters every scar would bear your name.
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Letters Name Scars Wound Yourself
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
It was meant to be just rain, that went away. Yet we became the storm, of yesterday.
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Intense Past Rain Relationship Sex Story
Snow relies on branches much like I rely on love but snow knows how to let go and I know how much it hurts.
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Hurt Let Go Love Myself Nature Snow
We choose our gardens based on what will bloom, and we wait out the seasons, until they do. And sometimes, love needs patience too.
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Choice Garden Love Ourselves Patience Season Time
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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Break Eclipse Heart Heart Broken Journey Sun
Sometimes it is not about the touch at all it is about the hands they belong too.
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Hands Sex Touch
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
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
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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Journey Leadership Need Road Travel Yourself
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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Beyond Fade Love Night Return
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
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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Distance Moon Myself Shadow Yourself
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
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’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
Catch my fall as my wings ignite with love and the sky and I unite.
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Fall Love Myself Unity Wings
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

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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