
CAB
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"Singing Poems"
A canvas of sound, color and light.
I glide through this fiber every night.
If only to feel what could've been made.
And never to see the talent I'm gave.
It takes a moment.
A step out of mine.
I know you think I'm just wasting my time.
Well, it's so easy to say I'm wrong
Singing poems disguised as songs.
Each to another and all that I view.
Another feather in the wings that I grew.
And only to find what should've been mine.
Was just a song that I left behind.
Chorus
A parchment filled with hopes and dreams.
The likes of which that has never been seen.
And here I find what could of been mine.
Was just a poem that I left behind.
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