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A seed of suspicion. A sprout of doubt. A sapling of worry. But what an oak of strength I’ve become.

Gemma Iversen

I sell my pain in beauty. Wrap it in words. Package it in pleasantries, and deliver it in verse.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Beautiful Deliver Happiness Pain Verse Word Wrap
Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, and watch me spark like a match tossed to tinder.
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Angry Fools Myself Reaction Shame
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
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
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
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 Myself Person Relationship Wreckage Yourself
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

Best Learning Life Material Offering World Yourself
You’re a beautiful enigma and warmed in charming wit.
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Beautiful Charm Warm 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
Lets conduct a study. Let’s pull up a jury. Are you a beautiful person? or inclined to wanton fury.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Angry Beautiful Person Study
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
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
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
Go on then, color me broken whilst I feign my surprise. Let me summon some sorrow for this wreckage inside.
GEMMA IVERSEN

Break Color Myself Sorrow Surprise Wreckage
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
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

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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