It’s those hands of time saving me when nothing else can.
TERAZA FAULKNERWe 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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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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A flower grows where it is planted but love grows everywhere.
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If I could stitch these wounds with letters every scar would bear your name.
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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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She teaches me I am boundless and free. She teaches me my past does not define me.
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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.
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Pain often hides behind dry eyes yet that river still flows on the inside.
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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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Wouldn’t it be a different world if love passed as freely through us as money passes through hands.
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Some days I wonder how I can become more then I think of you and I grow with love.
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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 is as dark as it is deep. But just like anything that receives enough light, it too will fade over time and become something, a little less ominous, and a little more hopeful.
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Catch my fall as my wings ignite with love and the sky and I unite.
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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.
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