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.
TERAZA FAULKNERI’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.
More Teraza Faulkner Quotes
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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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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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Wouldn’t it be a different world if love passed as freely through us as money passes through hands.
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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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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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I’m holding happiness as though it never left it was always below my skin. Waiting to be seen waiting for the opportunity to breathe again.
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It’s those hands of time saving me when nothing else can.
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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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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 it is not about the touch at all it is about the hands they belong too.
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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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Sometimes our greatest strength is our greatest weakness sometimes to love is to fall.
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Pain often hides behind dry eyes yet that river still flows on the inside.
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Mountains speak in peaks and troughs. Just like life. And just like love.
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