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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.

Teraza Faulkner

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
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

Break Up Easy Love Reading Relationship Story Yourself
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
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
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.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Letters Name Scars Wound Yourself
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.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Leadership Myself Rainbow Sun Tears
Words are weighted messengers that can break when they drop but a moments pause is the harness that keeps them from falling.
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Break Fall Moments Word
Love me later when the sun fades into the horizon and the distance between you and I melts away.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Distance Fade Love Myself Sun
It’s those hands of time saving me when nothing else can.
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Hands Myself Save Time
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
Bitter sweet rose her thorns pierce every bone, but her lustful petals fall like bandaids for bleeding sores.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Blood Bone Fall Rose
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
The more I branch out, the less lonely I feel. I often wonder if trees are like that, too.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Branch Myself Tree
The sun never gets tired of kissing the sky, goodnight. And my heart will never tire of a love, like that.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Heart Kissing Love Myself Night Sky Sun
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

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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