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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.

Gemma Iversen

And again I’m in your arms. Searching your skin for some small comfort. Your touch, this time, is love’s purest tender. Your hold, for now, is a fortress I feel safe in. Maybe, once more, I can call your body home.
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Arms Comfortable Myself Safety Search Skin
You demanded silence and I became sonorous.
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Demand Myself Silence Yourself
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
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.
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Break Up Connection Heart Love Myself Seek
Somedays, I just need to switch it all off, and turn to the trees.
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Day Myself Nature Need Switch
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
Stay with me on this long night, til the dawn turns crow skies bright. Bring your skin to join with mine, and make in me a transient shine.
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Love Night Relationship Sex Shine Skin Sky Stay
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.
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Best Learning Life Material Offering World Yourself
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
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
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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Doubt Inspirational Seed Strength Suspicious Worry
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
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
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
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
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.
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Hard Time Life Myself Remember Struggle Time

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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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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