Timothy Quevedo Poems

I know of you,
And you know of me,
Whispering this isn't true,
When I care of only being free,
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Born in hatred,
Conceived in considerence,
His burned walls bled red,
Scars from the bitterness,
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She fell once today,
A broken grin chafed around her face,
You fail to know her heart breaks,
Hidden within her thoughts lay demise,
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Days resume and nights go by,
The sun won't rise again,
If I was blessed with lines,
Why is the dark my only friend? ,
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If I broke my spine,
And shattered my own hands,
I will no longer be a boy,
But a bitter man,
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Do you remember when we bore in flesh? ,
You were the queen of eyes and skin,
I was just a lonely boy in flesh,
Drowning in your perfumes
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I was a monster kissing cold mirrors,
Drowning in cold sweat and living in crystals,
The night was dead and the night was clear,
So I turned rags into riches, knives into pistols,
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