Louis Borgo Poems

If I am lost of words then I am lost of love

Moment tare days plague days parade
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If I was to hold the hands of a diamond could you tell the sparkle,

I see farther then any foreign land color with culture,
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The hurt on my heart stand steel melt butter what is pure will

Up all night sound of a barrel weight of time let absolved
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What it is to be free hold my hand free

What language guarantee me the rights
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starting day ending day karma day,

Approach it like the 100 yard dash,
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This what I know that what I feel
Holding on to everything that belongs
That a hand will come up to save me
The sound is to much to bare
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A stealth of a ninja a fine of art

I say of being more life it self
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When the wind blows it take from beneath of lay

Of love is tent revolve or the lonely days held of air
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The token of appreciation like fire to a steel let burn

Under the blue moon heads held high glory it pass
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ike the Montana wind I am electrify wind among a carrier

Set one free heat of night glory of a town broken through a
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