I couldn’t care less how much money a person has, or what their job title is. Show me a person who seeks out the beauty in a wreckage; who’ll take the remnants of their troubles and stitch a sail from the tatters.

GEMMA IVERSEN

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I couldn’t care less how much money a person has, or what their job title is. Show me a person who seeks out the beauty in a wreckage; who’ll take the remnants of their troubles and stitch a sail from the tatters.

Gemma Iversen

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

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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Hope Ignore Judgement Name Reason
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

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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Fate Forget Kiss Lose Love Relationship
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.

GEMMA IVERSEN

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.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Healing Sadness Soft Word Wound
She can shake away the recent frost of misery and pain. As life takes in a vivid sense of meaning once again.

GEMMA IVERSEN

She can shake away the recent frost of misery and pain. As life takes in a vivid sense of meaning once again.
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Life Meaning Misery Pain
And just like that, fostered beneath the stars. curated by moonlight, our love became incarnate.

GEMMA IVERSEN

And just like that, fostered beneath the stars. curated by moonlight, our love became incarnate.
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Beneath Love Moon Stars
I am so sorry that my feelings have the audacity to not be contained within one short sentence.

GEMMA IVERSEN

I am so sorry that my feelings have the audacity to not be contained within one short sentence.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Audacity Feeling Short
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.

GEMMA IVERSEN

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.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Arms Comfortable Safety Search Skin
Deep within, I still exist; a brighter, happy me. Just look beyond my outer casing.

GEMMA IVERSEN

Deep within, I still exist; a brighter, happy me. Just look beyond my outer casing.
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Appearance Brightness Deep Existence Happiness
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.

GEMMA IVERSEN

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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Confession Language Light Mindset Room Silence Soul Teasing
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

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
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.

GEMMA IVERSEN

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
But are they protection or a cage? These ribs that ensnare my heart so.

GEMMA IVERSEN

But are they protection or a cage? These ribs that ensnare my heart so.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Cage Heart Protection
You don’t deserve her, but the least you can do is damned well love her.

GEMMA IVERSEN

You don’t deserve her, but the least you can do is damned well love her.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Deserve Love Worth
I couldn’t care less how much money a person has, or what their job title is. Show me a person who seeks out the beauty in a wreckage; who’ll take the remnants of their troubles and stitch a sail from the tatters.

GEMMA IVERSEN

I couldn’t care less how much money a person has, or what their job title is. Show me a person who seeks out the beauty in a wreckage; who’ll take the remnants of their troubles and stitch a sail from the tatters.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Beautiful Care Job Money Person Relationship Wreckage
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

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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Hold Protection Warm World
You demanded silence and I became sonorous.

GEMMA IVERSEN

You demanded silence and I became sonorous.
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Demand Silence

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