Stone Of Age Poem by Louis Borgo

Stone Of Age



For the pain that I feel in my heart the mass of destruct the mass of the destruct is found of ruins

How would rupee and Jewelry every be the same

Found the print fount the mean will good fortune out speaks the characteristic I'm come

From

The under press shield by the guilty or shame of the mass of destruct the mass of the destruct is found gift

Hearts of angels river made of gold plenty of earth to grow cattle firm but gentle is the

Way

Have we taken this or save this place

Spoken from with in power of lords and lords of rings how will the power despite echo from the pain

One more victory held high communication is broken but with great standard and

Stone of ages

When will victory be save from the visionary like a maze of painting life was live but

Who is recording though who is the man behind history life lessons.

Monday, December 5, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love,love and art
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