Louis Borgo Poems

I was born on unresponsive of arrival on birth.7: 01 Am, one of the coldest days to record,
I battle for my life for every beat to every breath I was born premature.

Being born premature I was born with learning and mental illness and despite
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Blue is of envy of that of judges,
That love that warms that a man of affection,
Oh how it bleeds for society and play's it short of necessary,
The question; is what ruins?
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I live with the a grim like ailment to the disability,
Like a kite to a bear,
Will I ever reach such heights…?
I'm shy hi! ! !
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This goes past Stephen Kings
An even the Dead Sea,
I Can’t Get Out Of the Bath Tub
Believe me you going to know the difference,
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I’m looking at a house that is static in vision,
How do I set tone for a place call Home,
I’m pulling on a padlock to grid to motion to twist the key,
Is this what they call building a bridge,
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Loose canes and warm barriers I confidence in you like breath for

sure love,
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The sight of blood, savage limbs,
Perpendicular glossary to sky,
Why so symbolic could it be, so divine?
Melting skulls, haste tongues,
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Mom warn me of girls like you but I didn’t listen,
You was out to search and destroy,
A sheep with wolf clothing,
How did you manage to keep the disguise? Wait I have the answer.
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If a dark horse was a epitome of a shadow of a burden of eyes seek,
Would the raven awake our shift a peek,
Tell time of life maybe we are all on 'borrow time',
Could Kings and Queens tell Of such times,
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