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sweet cecilia

haikod

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What's the cost
when hope is lost
in a tradesman's den?
The price is life in
a repetition of trials to spend.



looking forward, glancing at the door
i pocket my hands, i resign my mind's sore.
for cecilia, my sweet, you are adored.



saint cecilia, wont you hear my decree?
help me find the key.
while widening eyes till i realize
where i should give life to this seed.


what it is, i feel i know,
itll always grow.
no matter mother nature's wrath ,
it will endure big benjamin stacks.

i'm running fast past you
as i crawl from out this threshold.
freely my hands
refuse to grasp
the toll this world of told souls holds.:!

sweet cecilia lead me to the key.
while widening eyes till i realize
how rough soil spits out at me.
i know there's a tranquil place to be....
adoring love ....8)

enduring love....;)
guide me down the path
where even blind men see.



point out whatever is jibberish. i am messed up so that benjamin stack stanza was ad lib because i felt it needs more.
 
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The benjamin stack line is awesome. I was going to point it out in particular. I'd like to hear this, its a song right?
 
i was distracted by the smiley faces. The poem speaks one way and the smiley faces beli a hidden agenda or at least someone ill at ease with there work.

taking away the smiles, i thought the poem was good. I enjoy the flow and i think it fits in a psalm very well.
 
its really a blues/rap/jazz song all rolled into one.

the smiley faces were done because i was messed up and was messing around....if i were to play it would be THIS EMOTICON...
it can be distracting
 
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