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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

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
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
You demanded silence and I became sonorous.
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Demand Myself Silence Yourself
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
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.
GEMMA IVERSEN

End Feature Game Hate Love 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
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
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
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
I can fade to darkness too. Through fear or want or need, its true. If only to escape the truth; that loneliness abides with you.
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Darkness Fade Fear Lonely Need True 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
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
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
Somedays, I just need to switch it all off, and turn to the trees.
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Day Myself Nature Need Switch
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

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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