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 FAULKNERI 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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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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Maybe all these tears are leading me somewhere. Because when the sun meets rain, something beautiful emerges. And perhaps I am a rainbow in the making.
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Mountains speak in peaks and troughs. Just like life. And just like love.
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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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Where the heart feels torn is where the blood rushes most and that’s where all the roads meet.
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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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Isn’t it a lovely thing watching flowers greet the wind as if a gentle kiss is all they need to dance.
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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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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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Skin on skin his heart beat an orchestra against her chest. Love never tires of music like this.
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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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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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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 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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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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