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 FAULKNERIf I could stitch these wounds with letters every scar would bear your name.
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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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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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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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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If I could stitch these wounds with letters every scar would bear your name.
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Catch my fall as my wings ignite with love and the sky and I unite.
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Some days I wonder how I can become more then I think of you and I grow with love.
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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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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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Snow relies on branches much like I rely on love but snow knows how to let go and I know how much it hurts.
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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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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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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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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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Pain often hides behind dry eyes yet that river still flows on the inside.
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