A flower grows where it is planted but love grows everywhere.
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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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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Wouldn’t it be a different world if love passed as freely through us as money passes through hands.
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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.
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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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It’s those hands of time saving me when nothing else can.
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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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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.
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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 was meant to be just rain, that went away. Yet we became the storm, of yesterday.
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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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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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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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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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Pain often hides behind dry eyes yet that river still flows on the inside.
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