Love Poem: Sound Off
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Written by: Louis Borgo

Sound Off

If I am holding on to nothing it is the forecast weather of her,

If the words come out a little slower just know every word is necessary,

Yawning of thoughts it is all between me and you,

High life shoulder to cry on let it bleed for you,

If temples is to love some one else would the ladder of success be slander,

If mold and grease pill the skin like lemons to scrambler time ticks,

Hours second tone beat of a heart beat,

Yawning heart beat tear from limbs,

Guess of night appease for not a thrill,

Eyes that roll circle like diamond to cashier,

To witness it can I tell it like teller void the question,

But ideal reach out for question,

High life shoulder to cry on let it bleed for you,

Back to the temple on knees to prayer a pond,

See as a man wont a strong sophistication woman is no doubt this days,

Search of wont shower the affection kill time,

Hours second tone beat of a heart beat,

For it to bleed for you or is it a necessity of need for you,

Guessing of time guessing situation reverse sound of clause,

High life shoulder to cry on let it bleed for you,

My heart it bleed for what is it of,

Kindled Spirits,

One is alike,

Once again,

One is alike,

Sound off.