Guess who’s flying free now? You, a mere speck of the ground. And I, lost and found amongst the clouds.
GEMMA IVERSENI sell my pain in beauty. Wrap it in words. Package it in pleasantries, and deliver it in verse.
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I’ve brought myself back to life more times than I can remember. And when I say I brought myself back, I mean, I have clawed, clambered and coaxed myself from the precipice of self destruction.
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Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, and watch me spark like a match tossed to tinder.
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Stay with me on this long night, til the dawn turns crow skies bright. Bring your skin to join with mine, and make in me a transient shine.
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You pack your whole life away as many times as I have, and it’s no more than routine. But in you I’ve found a home, more so than anywhere I’ve been.
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You don’t deserve her, but the least you can do is damned well love her.
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Rise and shine, rise and shine. Fractious hope in life divine. Rise and flicker, rise and fade. Til’ death’s clasp I can’t evade.
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I sell my pain in beauty. Wrap it in words. Package it in pleasantries, and deliver it in verse.
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Deep within, I still exist; a brighter, happy me. Just look beyond my outer casing.
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Do I need you? No. But I want you. Like the fish seek warmer waters and the birds the brighter skies.
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I looked again at my new ring and in that moment all I knew, was that the greatest of adventures would be revealed in with you.
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Call me reckless, call me hopeless, say it to me, implore. Call me feckless, call me helpless, call me all those things and more. All I ask if that you heed the one good reason you’re ignored. Judge me all you like, its not you I do this for.
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I can fade to darkness too. Through fear or want or need, its true. If only to escape the truth; that loneliness abides with you.
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I was told I could break free if I wanted to. That my wings would mend with time. But how can I mend a part of me that was never built to weather a storm?
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A seed of suspicion. A sprout of doubt. A sapling of worry. But what an oak of strength I’ve become.
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And again I’m in your arms. Searching your skin for some small comfort. Your touch, this time, is love’s purest tender. Your hold, for now, is a fortress I feel safe in. Maybe, once more, I can call your body home.
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