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.
GEMMA IVERSENI am ruled by emotion. She is a fickle leader of a volatile kingdom, where conniving skies cast intemperate clouds over my constitution.
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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 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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Deep within, I still exist; a brighter, happy me. Just look beyond my outer casing.
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I wished for nothing more than the warm crushing of your hold. It would be strong enough to shield me from the world as I grew old.
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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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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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Go on then, color me broken whilst I feign my surprise. Let me summon some sorrow for this wreckage inside.
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You don’t deserve her, but the least you can do is damned well love her.
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You demanded silence and I became sonorous.
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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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I sell my pain in beauty. Wrap it in words. Package it in pleasantries, and deliver it in verse.
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Burnt mirror, smeared glass. Do you like what you see? If my body is a temple, then my poetry is the darkest vestry. My mouth is a chalice, and these words are sacramental.
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You’re a beautiful enigma and warmed in charming wit.
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