It was meant to be just rain, that went away. Yet we became the storm, of yesterday.
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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The more I branch out, the less lonely I feel. I often wonder if trees are like that, too.
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I am not scared of what I may find within the darkness of this forest line. But I do fear what the wild may find in me. I do fear that kind of vulnerability.
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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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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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Love me later when the sun fades into the horizon and the distance between you and I melts away.
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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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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