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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.

Gemma Iversen

But are they protection or a cage? These ribs that ensnare my heart so.
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Cage Heart Myself Protection
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 Myself Protection Warm World Yourself
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.
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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.
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Herself Life Meaning Misery Pain
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
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 Myself Relationship
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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Break Build Freedom Healing Myself Storm Wings
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
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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End Feature Game Hate Love Yourself
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
I sell my pain in beauty. Wrap it in words. Package it in pleasantries, and deliver it in verse.
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Beautiful Deliver Happiness Pain Verse Word Wrap
I am ruled by emotion. She is a fickle leader of a volatile kingdom, where conniving skies cast intemperate clouds over my constitution.
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Constitution Emotion Leadership Myself Rule Volatile
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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Bold Difference Experience Freedom Man Myself Relationship Tame Teaching Voice
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 Myself Name Reason
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
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

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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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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