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If I could stitch these wounds with letters every scar would bear your name.

Teraza Faulkner

Wouldn’t it be a different world if love passed as freely through us as money passes through hands.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Different Freedom Love Myself World
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.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Distance Moon Myself Shadow 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.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Darkness Forest Kind Scare Vulnerability Wild
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.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Darkness Enough Fade Hope Light Pain Time
She teaches me I am boundless and free. She teaches me my past does not define me.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Definition Freedom Myself Past Teaching Wild
We are much like the nights sky, the big things draw our attention. But its the little things that really light us up.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Attention Light Night Ourselves
Love me later when the sun fades into the horizon and the distance between you and I melts away.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Distance Fade Love Myself Sun
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 FAULKNER

Escape Prison Waste Wild
The more I branch out, the less lonely I feel. I often wonder if trees are like that, too.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Branch Myself Tree
Maybe all these tears are leading me somewhere. Because when the sun meets rain, something beautiful emerges. And perhaps I am a rainbow in the making.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Leadership Myself Rainbow Sun Tears
Where the heart feels torn is where the blood rushes most and that’s where all the roads meet.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Blood Feeling Heart Myself Road
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.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Blanket Day Hope Morning Return Stage
Some days I wonder how I can become more then I think of you and I grow with love.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Day Growth Love Myself Relationship Thinking Wonder Yourself
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.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Face Hair Myself Ourselves Remember Snow Song Wind
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.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Beyond Fade Love Night Return
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

Color Eyes Light Rainbow Shine Sky Time Truth

If I could stitch these wounds with letters every scar would bear your name.

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