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Pain often hides behind dry eyes yet that river still flows on the inside.

Teraza Faulkner

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
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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Distance Moon Myself Shadow 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
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
I am not scared of what I may find within the darkness of this forest line. But I do fear what the wild may find in me. I do fear that kind of vulnerability.
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Darkness Forest Kind Scare Vulnerability Wild
Sometimes our greatest strength is our greatest weakness sometimes to love is to fall.
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Fall Greatness Love Strength Time Weakness
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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Hurt Let Go Love Myself Nature Snow
I wish for a world where our hearts could be seen on the outside and we acred more about what our love looked like than our faces.
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Face Heart Love Ourselves World
The sun never gets tired of kissing the sky, goodnight. And my heart will never tire of a love, like that.
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Heart Kissing Love Myself Night Sky Sun
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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Break Up Easy Love Reading Relationship Story Yourself
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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Journey Leadership Need Road Travel Yourself
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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Blanket Day Hope Morning Return Stage
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
Skin on skin his heart beat an orchestra against her chest. Love never tires of music like this.
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Heart Herself Love Music Skin Tired
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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Break Fly Heart Lost Love Myself
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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Break Eclipse Heart Heart Broken Journey Sun
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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Home Mom Myself Nature Stand
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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Hold Let Go Myself Perfection Rain
Love me later when the sun fades into the horizon and the distance between you and I melts away.
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Distance Fade Love Myself Sun
Wouldn’t it be a different world if love passed as freely through us as money passes through hands.
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Different Freedom Love Myself World
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.
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Believe Distance Greatness Myself Sky Walk
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
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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Lion Myself Run Silence Time
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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Attention Light Night Ourselves
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
Bitter sweet rose her thorns pierce every bone, but her lustful petals fall like bandaids for bleeding sores.
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Blood Bone Fall Rose
It’s those hands of time saving me when nothing else can.
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Hands Myself Save Time

Pain often hides behind dry eyes yet that river still flows on the inside.

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