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 FAULKNERTake me from this wasteland, for I have longed for an escape like a bird that craves the wilderness, from every corner of his cage.
More Teraza Faulkner Quotes
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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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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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The more I branch out, the less lonely I feel. I often wonder if trees are like that, too.
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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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It’s those hands of time saving me when nothing else can.
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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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Mountains speak in peaks and troughs. Just like life. And just like love.
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A flower grows where it is planted but love grows everywhere.
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We are much like the nights sky, the big things draw our attention. But its the little things that really light us up.
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Sometimes our greatest strength is our greatest weakness sometimes to love is to fall.
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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.
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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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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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Pain often hides behind dry eyes yet that river still flows on the inside.
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