Antonio Vera Poems

I kneel on the floor
Tears falling from my eyes.
I have learned to hate,
you Along with all your lies.
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Cut, Cry, Burn, Bleed.
Why wont this agony let me be?
Silver blade, end my life,
Silver blade, your pain’s so nice.
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I.Love.You
Wonderful words, quick spoken.
Wonderful words, quick broken.
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And he sat there, watching her sleep…

His friend had gotten bored a long time ago and left him, but he hadn’t noticed. He was to focused on her beautiful body, and soft pail red lips. He wanted so bad as to letting himself in, something he could do so easily, and fall asleep with her in his arms. Her red blood called out to him, so warm and delectable. And yet he knew that he must go, for if she saw him standing there, watching her threw her window, that would be the end if him So he wondered off into the night, with only one thing on his tortured mind. That he loved her. And eventually… he would tell her the truth. That horrible, deadly truth…
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The cuts look good in this messed up lie
The blood that trickles down my arm
People all stare at the guy who self harms
The emo they call me
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