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A flower grows where it is planted but love grows everywhere.

Teraza Faulkner

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.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Break Fly Heart Lost Love Myself
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.
TERAZA FAULKNER

End Heart Remember Wild Yourself
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.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Distance Moon Myself Shadow Yourself
Snow relies on branches much like I rely on love but snow knows how to let go and I know how much it hurts.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Hurt Let Go Love Myself Nature Snow
Pain often hides behind dry eyes yet that river still flows on the inside.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Eyes Flow Hard Time Hide Pain
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.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Face Hair Myself Ourselves Remember Snow Song Wind
Bitter sweet rose her thorns pierce every bone, but her lustful petals fall like bandaids for bleeding sores.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Blood Bone Fall Rose
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.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Face Heart Love Ourselves World
Where the heart feels torn is where the blood rushes most and that’s where all the roads meet.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Blood Feeling Heart Myself Road
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
She teaches me I am boundless and free. She teaches me my past does not define me.
TERAZA FAULKNER

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.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Blanket Day Hope Morning Return Stage
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.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Home Mom Myself Nature Stand
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.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Hold Let Go Myself Perfection Rain
Pain made me grow in the most unexpected places. And now I know what it feels like to be a wildflower.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Expectation Flower Growth Pain Place Wild
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

A flower grows where it is planted but love grows everywhere.

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