Sunday, June 21, 2009

Dear Luv

Dear Luv,
I write to stop this pedals of tears,
Far from falling over,
Never the less this,
Here franchise of deed,
Yes if you can read,
You can understand,
Why im close to sea...
Giving time to rest,
I ask can i confess and ask,
Can you feel the fresh new breeze,
But i would say it much be silly me.
Or was just 'all a dream.'

That was something of a reminder, something close to a 'note'
In fact let me know, If here to ear,
about this fresh new day.

Dear: Madma would you be so kind to ask how was the weather.

To: 'Summer' 6-20-09 (reminder)
Louis Borgo
a poem that breathes from the inner hear. GREAT
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i like it. i wonder if it was about an old g/f or something. but good job anyways.8
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Shaina Baumeister 05 April 2010
wow... i luv it! ! ! i told a few of my friends to check it out! ! !
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