It’s those hands of time saving me when nothing else can.
TERAZA FAULKNERI’ve painted stars around tears that I’ve cried. And now my pain is a galaxy and every star has a name and every name feels like pain and you’re every star.
More Teraza Faulkner Quotes
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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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Bitter sweet rose her thorns pierce every bone, but her lustful petals fall like bandaids for bleeding sores.
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Mountains speak in peaks and troughs. Just like life. And just like love.
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Like a flower, that hides from the sun and discovers it still grows and blooms, I am learning that I too, can survive the dark, without you.
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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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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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She teaches me I am boundless and free. She teaches me my past does not define 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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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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Skin on skin his heart beat an orchestra against her chest. Love never tires of music like this.
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A flower grows where it is planted but love grows everywhere.
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There is snow on my face and wind in my hair and winter has nearly stolen me. But as I remember the words of our song then spring still owns a part of me.
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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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The more I branch out, the less lonely I feel. I often wonder if trees are like that, too.
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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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