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Louis Borgo

Rookie - 291 Points (01-06-1988 / shelby)

A Lane To Rain If I May

I pursed literature like a death sewer,
Unmask the mass and found a toxic sewer,
And came to what sound like a dad to past of a legion,
Poetry is what I found.

No reason to generation from past like an original,
Found a path that scratch my ankle that reign freedom,
Same page but different scripter,
Like from a scoop from a glass pure precession.

Similar but different as a poet there are similarity,
Place for the present like mink to a line, leave room for era,
Time develop and mind of characters,
How will this show to a figure.

To read to a mean I found a scene,
Look outside of figure a ghost to literature,
Maybe it was all an, a stepping stone hopes and dreams,
A poet and still running…

Submitted: Friday, August 02, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, September 03, 2013
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