I am ruled by emotion. She is a fickle leader of a volatile kingdom, where conniving skies cast intemperate clouds over my constitution.
GEMMA IVERSENSomedays, I just need to switch it all off, and turn to the trees.
More Gemma Iversen Quotes
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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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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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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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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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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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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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Deep within, I still exist; a brighter, happy me. Just look beyond my outer casing.
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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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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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Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, and watch me spark like a match tossed to tinder.
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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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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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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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You’re a beautiful enigma and warmed in charming wit.
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But are they protection or a cage? These ribs that ensnare my heart so.
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