You demanded silence and I became sonorous.
GEMMA IVERSENShe can shake away the recent frost of misery and pain. As life takes in a vivid sense of meaning once again.
More Gemma Iversen Quotes
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I sell my pain in beauty. Wrap it in words. Package it in pleasantries, and deliver it in verse.
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And just like that, fostered beneath the stars. curated by moonlight, our love became incarnate.
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But are they protection or a cage? These ribs that ensnare my heart so.
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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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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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Deep within, I still exist; a brighter, happy me. Just look beyond my outer casing.
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And if it’s true that trust, like happiness is a choice, then I’ll take this leap of faith.
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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.
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I am so sorry that my feelings have the audacity to not be contained within one short sentence.
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You’re a beautiful enigma and warmed in charming wit.
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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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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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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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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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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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