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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?

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.
GEMMA IVERSEN

End Feature Game Hate Love Yourself
Lets conduct a study. Let’s pull up a jury. Are you a beautiful person? or inclined to wanton fury.
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Angry Beautiful Person Study
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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Love Night Relationship Sex Shine Skin Sky Stay
I am so sorry that my feelings have the audacity to not be contained within one short sentence.
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Audacity Feeling Myself Short
And just like that, fostered beneath the stars. curated by moonlight, our love became incarnate.
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Beneath Love Moon Stars
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
But are they protection or a cage? These ribs that ensnare my heart so.
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Cage Heart Myself Protection
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.
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Body Bruise Guard Hold Lips Past Skin Writing
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
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
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?
GEMMA IVERSEN

Break Build Freedom Healing Myself Storm Wings
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.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Heart Kiss Lips Mindset Night Relationship Romance 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
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
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
I looked again at my new ring and in that moment all I knew, was that the greatest of adventures would be revealed in with you.
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Adventure Love Moments Relationship Reveal Ring Yourself

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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