Louis Borgo

(01-06-1988 / shelby)

black philosopher


I'm struggling, like a bit, of a tongue,
I dont feel it's my time to speak, but please, as people sleep,
will it be all right,
To write...
Things on my chest, that I like to a dress,
So i decide to invest, in this hand written
Signture...
Light to the eye, dropp of a dime,
I, decide it was time, to recollection my mind,
And ask can i write, that is that, of this
'Black Philosopher'

Submitted: Sunday, June 14, 2009
Edited: Sunday, June 21, 2009

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