Mountains speak in peaks and troughs. Just like life. And just like love.
TERAZA FAULKNERIf 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.
More Teraza Faulkner Quotes
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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 our greatest strength is our greatest weakness sometimes to love is to fall.
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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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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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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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It’s those hands of time saving me when nothing else can.
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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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Bitter sweet rose her thorns pierce every bone, but her lustful petals fall like bandaids for bleeding sores.
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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 often hides behind dry eyes yet that river still flows on the inside.
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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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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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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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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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