Louis Borgo Poems

What matter the pain or the will or the echo of man,

Is hated more then speech or is left to blind to sort the wording out,
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The darkest of shades

The Epitome of the of days welcome the fittest of days
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Shout among the wind the mirror is broken

Witness intend sound wave voltage of time
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Your kissing got me wishing your inter wishing got me missing,
Lead me to feeling money is not a giving life can,
Change like opera with feeling oh how I see it,
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Love deep down is more then thriller,
Moment of pleasure take from the feeling oh what a feeling,
Lonely night out all night got me feinting for your love,
Can you tell me how love suppose found it way home,
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Wind of wind haste among the sky pen point the sculpture now close one eyes

A build a house among the sea sit among captivate like bronze to a medalist
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To be among the sky is a heaven treaty

To void the after matter of destruction is of envy
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Just walk away and not say good bye miss sophistication

With your high heels on can today be another day
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Only for tonight if only for moment for only for few seconds would you be mines,

If i am to wait what moment process that court in section it was all motion,
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Waking of breezes looks and please

More held of the capture then the disaster
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