Reza Dilmaghanian Poet Rhyme

As I Progress On...

To The Nexted Blog....

About Exxon...

Stressed Long...

Like Withering Latches...

Is'nt She Magic...

Instantly Passion...

Attaches...

To This...

Fluid...Movement...

Of Dellusive Music....

Changes Truth...

Like The Anchient Roots...

We're All The Same...

Players In This Common Game...

Where Everyone Tries To Stop The Pain...

Constant Rain...

Leave's Me Lost Again...

Like My Indotoxins Starined...

I'm Adoptin Stains...

From The Profits Fame...

Ohnest Plaiges...

Take This Modest Stage...

I Find My Self On...

Standing Alone...

Commanding The Clones...

Of Agony Jones...

Actually Home...

Is A Falicy...

Of Reality...

Witch Is A Lie To Me...

Due To The People We Try To Be...

I'm Flying Free...

Like The Dying Tree....

I'm Dried, From The Lack Of Hydration...

Like Laymen...

Makin...

The Foundation...

Of This Ground Shakin...

From What We've Found Layin...

In The Towns Wasted...

Mortality..

To Build More Factories...

And Currupted  Corperations...

Abducted Former Masons...

And Became What You've Become...

Just Another Uselss Bum...

Use-in Rum...

Who's Confused And Dumb...

Playing Life's Rhythem To The Ruin'd Drumb...

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