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Bitter sweet rose her thorns pierce every bone, but her lustful petals fall like bandaids for bleeding sores.

Teraza Faulkner

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
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
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
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.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Darkness Discover Flower Hide Myself Survive Yourself
I’ve painted stars around tears that I’ve cried. And now my pain is a galaxy and every star has a name and every name feels like pain and you’re every star.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Cry Feeling Myself Name Pain Paint Star Tears
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.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Journey Leadership Need Road Travel Yourself
Pain often hides behind dry eyes yet that river still flows on the inside.
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Eyes Flow Hard Time Hide Pain
Isn’t it a lovely thing watching flowers greet the wind as if a gentle kiss is all they need to dance.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Dance Flower Kiss Love Nature Wind
It’s those hands of time saving me when nothing else can.
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Hands Myself Save Time
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.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Believe Distance Greatness Myself Sky Walk
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
Some days I wonder how I can become more then I think of you and I grow with love.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Day Growth Love Myself Relationship Thinking Wonder 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.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Breathe Happiness Hold Myself Opportunity See Skin
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
Sometimes my lion will try to roar back when I flee. But its my butterfly that keeps me silent when I leave.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Lion Myself Run Silence Time
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

Bitter sweet rose her thorns pierce every bone, but her lustful petals fall like bandaids for bleeding sores.

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