As I stumble upon A Bair Of spheres I wanted What the hrck They are After a closer look And a memoriess Of the yakuza papers Movies I recognized Them As stress ***** Of the Chinese verity.
I am ******* Though smiling I am only smiling As a result of My baodings Which I case a flower each So I swirl them Until the smile is genuine G e n u I n e
As I go On imvu Though drama filled I talk To my love The one true And imagine And dream the P o s s i b I l I t I e s With him. This is almost a vaporwave romance Gone right.
As we sleep We d r e a m Those dreams Are part desire Part profecy And part imaginatoon Don't walk up ignoring These dreams For t h e y are the most important Tarot and oracle You can have.
This :(s :(a :(d Angel is between The cosmos And reality For everywhere she goes so does space And time Even when she is resting in Beautiful f o r e s t.
China Russia. The west I will say this through poetry The vainnakh The uyger, Turkish And tibetans We All have 46 chromesomes Saying we are As human H u m a n like youu So why can you accept us As that Human
I walk the line Between East and west For I am Turkic And white The people hate mme for that I walk the line between Love and racism Because Of terroristic stereotypes That a laid on my peoples For I am uyger A human Not a freaking terrorist