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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required PRICELESS Me Satan, Im priceless you cant put that price on me This beautiful structure GOD has created simply does not have a fee So all that you proclaim to offer theres no need you see I can send up all my requests and receive them by getting down on bended knees As I reflect back on my past when everything about me was a fee And my entire mentality was driven by nothing but currency I rendered you my soul And just then my whole life had took its toll I started chasing and lusting wealth Which had become so detrimental to my health I lost all my sense of reasoning my direction, visions and goals I was no longer seeing I was brought with a pricetag on my head But realistically I was living as the dead When my sole purpose was to benefit the family I once led Eventually you would place a huge dent in me Incarceration has found me and grief surrounds me As your merchandise and due to your purchase I allowed you to depreciate my value You were persistently attracting, while consistently attacking But know I landed back in my original owners hands, who initially gave me life With instructions for no strife New birth, My worth Recognizing all that he created me to be without a price or a fee Your wicked ramifications that had once followed Mournfully, tormented me my family and friends suffering is what we had swallowed And as your merchandise I still had to pay my own price While your plans were to dismantle, distract and corrupt Here I sit stuck in the prison system on my but Satan, I have just a few more words “IM PRICELESS” I cant be bought thats the lesson that I was taught No longer am I living in hell because my soul is not for sell No longer a commodity my merchant is now GOD And he is who embodies me. PRICELESS ME (Mark 8:36) And how does a man benefit if he gains the whole world and loses his soul in the process?
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