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 IVERSENYou 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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I sell my pain in beauty. Wrap it in words. Package it in pleasantries, and deliver it in verse.
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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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And if it’s true that trust, like happiness is a choice, then I’ll take this leap of faith.
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Lets conduct a study. Let’s pull up a jury. Are you a beautiful person? or inclined to wanton fury.
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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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Experience has taught me to tell the difference between a man that wants to tame me, mute my voice and claim me, and a man that is bold enough to let me be free.
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And just like that, fostered beneath the stars. curated by moonlight, our love became incarnate.
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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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Go on then, color me broken whilst I feign my surprise. Let me summon some sorrow for this wreckage inside.
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Champagne on our lips and desire on our minds and you can leave those painful memories behind and you can bring your hand to my heart as we kiss. There’s nothing else but us on nights like this.
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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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Rise and shine, rise and shine. Fractious hope in life divine. Rise and flicker, rise and fade. Til’ death’s clasp I can’t evade.
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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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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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But are they protection or a cage? These ribs that ensnare my heart so.
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