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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.

Gemma Iversen

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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End Feature Game Hate Love Yourself
Let 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.
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Healing Sadness Soft Word Wound
Somedays, I just need to switch it all off, and turn to the trees.
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Day Myself Nature Need Switch
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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Doubt Inspirational Seed Strength Suspicious Worry
Go on then, color me broken whilst I feign my surprise. Let me summon some sorrow for this wreckage inside.
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Break Color Myself Sorrow Surprise Wreckage
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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Body Burn Darkness Mirror Poetry Sacred See Temple Word
But are they protection or a cage? These ribs that ensnare my heart so.
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Cage Heart Myself Protection
Deep within, I still exist; a brighter, happy me. Just look beyond my outer casing.
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Appearance Beyond Brightness Deep Existence Happiness Myself
I strip. In low light. In the silence of my room. I strip like an act of confession. Unclothing my meticulous mind and teasing language from the vestry of my soul.
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Act Confession Language Light Mindset Myself Room Silence Soul Teasing
You don’t deserve her, but the least you can do is damned well love her.
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Deserve Love Worth Yourself
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.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Hold Myself Protection Warm World Yourself
Welcome to the heart of me, the purest, uncut parts of me. These inmost fragments that you see, from pain and passion came to be, in blemished, unclothed intimacy, existing here as poetry.
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Existing Fragment Heart Intimacy Poetry Purity
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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Home Life Myself Time
And just like that, fostered beneath the stars. curated by moonlight, our love became incarnate.
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Beneath Love Moon Stars
How are you yet to learn? I don’t want grand gestures. I don’t want the world on a plate, the best life has to offer, material things or flashy gimmicks. I just want you with me.
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Best Learning Life Material Offering World Yourself
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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Bright Myself Need Seek Warm Water

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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