Catch my fall as my wings ignite with love and the sky and I unite.
TERAZA FAULKNERThere 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.
More Teraza Faulkner Quotes
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Dawn breaks and this heart breaks, too. Yet the sun continues to rise and this heart of mine knows only of the journey down, like an eclipse of the heart.
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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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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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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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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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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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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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She fades away falls behind the curtain of the night and retreats beyond the darkness as though she is gone for good. Yet, she always returns. And so does, love.
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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.
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Sometimes it is not about the touch at all it is about the hands they belong too.
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Bitter sweet rose her thorns pierce every bone, but her lustful petals fall like bandaids for bleeding sores.
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Sometimes my lion will try to roar back when I flee. But its my butterfly that keeps me silent when I leave.
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