Somedays, I just need to switch it all off, and turn to the trees.
GEMMA IVERSENLet me show you how words can make merriment from the most bitter melancholy. How words softly spoken, can heal even the most insidious of wounds.
More Gemma Iversen Quotes
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To all those I have loved and left, please know, it wasn’t you. For though I’d not wish you bereft, this heart seeks pastures new.
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You don’t deserve her, but the least you can do is damned well love her.
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Go on then, color me broken whilst I feign my surprise. Let me summon some sorrow for this wreckage inside.
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With all these past fears still written on my skin, it bruises me to let you in. Trauma’s that this body holds, still guard these tactile lips untold.
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He loves me. He loves me not. Perhaps I’m one that fate forgot. Perhaps I wasn’t made for this, to lose myself in love’s first kiss.
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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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You demanded silence and I became sonorous.
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You’re a beautiful enigma and warmed in charming wit.
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I am so sorry that my feelings have the audacity to not be contained within one short sentence.
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What’s the end game? Well, when hate is your agenda, and my own is but love, then this game is not one in which you feature, and my end, is a far-flung world from yours.
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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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Guess who’s flying free now? You, a mere speck of the ground. And I, lost and found amongst the clouds.
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Still, I wrote. Even when the police where coming. Even when my whole body hurt, and the slightest sound would make me quake.
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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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I sell my pain in beauty. Wrap it in words. Package it in pleasantries, and deliver it in verse.
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