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.
TERAZA FAULKNERYou’re the crescent moon cradling all theses shadows of me teach me how to shine so there’s no distance between you and I.
More Teraza Faulkner Quotes
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She teaches me I am boundless and free. She teaches me my past does not define me.
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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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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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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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Bitter sweet rose her thorns pierce every bone, but her lustful petals fall like bandaids for bleeding sores.
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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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If I could stitch these wounds with letters every scar would bear your name.
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It’s those hands of time saving me when nothing else can.
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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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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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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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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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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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Pain often hides behind dry eyes yet that river still flows on the inside.
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