Reza Dilmaghanian Poet Rhyme

Shifting Minds....

Is Like Lifting Tides...

It's Me, I'm...

No One...

Like A Cold Gun...

Never Used...

Only Concider'd The Indever's Clues...

So What Ever The Weather's New's...

I've Got A Barreta Under My Sweater Dude....

Tender To The Agenda Of The Other Gender's Prude... Statements...

Of Greatness...

Inflate This...

Inpatience...

It's Saint's With...

A Bottle Of Paint....

I've Gotta Mistake...

Alot Of The Hate...

Comes From...

The Dumb Bum...

With One Thumb...

And Half A Leg...

Imagine Slaves...

Building These Magic Graves... 

Where The Static Lay's...

And Your Attachments Break...

Into Just Another Average Day...

You Better Practice or Pray....

Or Ask For The Way...

The Actor's The Stage...

Even After The Rage...

Becomes A Desastorous Plaige...

Theres No Way Of Crackin The Egg...

When Your Trapped In This Cage...

Of Age Or Death...

So Save Your Breath...

Before You Display More Stress...

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Debbie Guzzi January 9, 2011 at 12:58 PM I really liked this, very rap? yet I wasn't sure if you wanted the mis spellings to give it a street edge? and I think maybe we could get you a stronger presentation in the page layout, if you'd like help soup mail me..REALLY good! Light & Love