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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.

Teraza Faulkner

Sometimes my lion will try to roar back when I flee. But its my butterfly that keeps me silent when I leave.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Lion Myself Run Silence Time
If I could stitch these wounds with letters every scar would bear your name.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Letters Name Scars Wound Yourself
A flower grows where it is planted but love grows everywhere.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Flower Growth Myself Plant
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
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.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Break Fly Heart Lost Love Myself
It’s those hands of time saving me when nothing else can.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Hands Myself Save Time
We are much like the nights sky, the big things draw our attention. But its the little things that really light us up.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Attention Light Night Ourselves
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
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
Words are weighted messengers that can break when they drop but a moments pause is the harness that keeps them from falling.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Break Fall Moments Word
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 FAULKNER

End Heart Remember Wild Yourself
Bitter sweet rose her thorns pierce every bone, but her lustful petals fall like bandaids for bleeding sores.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Blood Bone Fall Rose
If truth be known it is not all about rainbows sometimes eyes of melancholic skies still shine they still find light and color despite the sky.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Color Eyes Light Rainbow Shine Sky Time Truth
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.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Beyond Fade Love Night Return
She teaches me I am boundless and free. She teaches me my past does not define me.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Definition Freedom Myself Past Teaching Wild
Catch my fall as my wings ignite with love and the sky and I unite.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Fall Love Myself Unity Wings

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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