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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.

Teraza Faulkner

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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Escape Prison Waste Wild
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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Break Fall Moments Word
She teaches me I am boundless and free. She teaches me my past does not define me.
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Definition Freedom Myself Past Teaching Wild
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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Expectation Flower Growth Pain Place Wild
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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Break Fly Heart Lost Love Myself
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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Lion Myself Run Silence Time
Sometimes it is not about the touch at all it is about the hands they belong too.
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Hands Sex Touch
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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Face Hair Myself Ourselves Remember Snow Song Wind
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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Blanket Day Hope Morning Return Stage
The more I branch out, the less lonely I feel. I often wonder if trees are like that, too.
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Branch Myself Tree
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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Beyond Fade Love Night Return
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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Darkness Enough Fade Hope Light Pain Time
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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Break Up Easy Love Reading Relationship Story Yourself
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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Journey Leadership Need Road Travel Yourself
If I could stitch these wounds with letters every scar would bear your name.
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Letters Name Scars Wound Yourself
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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Darkness Forest Kind Scare Vulnerability Wild

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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