Louis Borgo Poems

Mom would always tell me don't be hasted all ways

Listen remember always to put the third on the end
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Said I heard it from the most beautiful strange,
They don't even know,
Well hold on love can I walk to the door,
I'm just not another type guy,
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Land of a hat mist blue,

long walk home pleasure that be,
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Heat warmer then death,

Moment out weight hours,
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If the seven realm was more then hell

Night would likely float castle
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Walk along a fearfully tight rope sign a signature,

Hate but love your job like a cast of a shadow of a doubt,
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But I am to busy to apologize I heard her say,
Like the dashboard for the confession,
I am wait for her to open up like a speech,
Letters form all patterns let it be,
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At first look it was off to the races,
I had assume you would wait for me,
Let me take your hand like vision of love,
Of you coming closer look among the sky,
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I must of died a thousand times waiting on the one,

Lyrical enchantment heel among the stars,
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Infinity vision,

Have you every touch a woman hand and,
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