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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.

Gemma Iversen

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.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Hard Time Life Myself Remember Struggle Time
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.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Break Up Connection Heart Love Myself Seek
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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Body Hurt Myself Police Sound Writing
And if it’s true that trust, like happiness is a choice, then I’ll take this leap of faith.
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Choice Faith Happiness True Trust
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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Attitude Break Up Fly Freedom Lost Relationship Yourself
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.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Hope Ignore Judgement Myself Name Reason
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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Darkness Fade Fear Lonely Need True Yourself
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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Arms Comfortable Myself Safety Search Skin
You demanded silence and I became sonorous.
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Demand Myself Silence Yourself
She can shake away the recent frost of misery and pain. As life takes in a vivid sense of meaning once again.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Herself Life Meaning Misery Pain
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.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Existing Fragment Heart Intimacy Poetry Purity
And just like that, fostered beneath the stars. curated by moonlight, our love became incarnate.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Beneath Love Moon Stars
Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, and watch me spark like a match tossed to tinder.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Angry Fools Myself Reaction Shame
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
You don’t deserve her, but the least you can do is damned well love her.
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Deserve Love Worth Yourself
A seed of suspicion. A sprout of doubt. A sapling of worry. But what an oak of strength I’ve become.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Doubt Inspirational Seed Strength Suspicious Worry

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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