Cant we quit to see this world in a labour or conservative view?
And would justice adjust to a world better for the better people?

Listen, fools, which we all are.
Wouldn’t fall for this political stylizing conservative values.

Heck, who are cheat
And who will lie.
Who indeed tends racist more?

Under the church,
a stained 7 colour window
Can we halt to see this world from and black and white view.

More than agree with who? ——
Yes, there are other hues.
Who need to  therapy?
Yes, the world only comes together
when we try to make it better.

In a crispy ocean-blue land. 
They live in a paranoid narcissism tent.
One who was pointing at a chest of tools,
the others eyes were on a no soul weakling metal.

Can't they hear an echo curse?  
Robots robbing rich robbers.
Would artist gods and goddesses, 
lead to terror terrifying terrorists?

Can they share a platform
to unleash gifts and power?
Was there a fizzy dizzy violet haze?
Where they dance and dive  

Would mint hue bubbles squeak?
When the world’s head spins 
Shall we see coins in change?
Any day it spins and bubbles.


Have you seen a quiet girl
with a sinister smile,
she, siren of mystery of the future
Mirror mirror,
there is a robot in your mirror
Filter filter,
where was a peach chin fighter?
When no innocence against glitter litter 
Guilty until proven later.


Have you seen a quiet girl as a terrorist?
Blurred errors mouth haste terror twist
If terrorist from the ancient,
they hide in between every end.
Attempted ****** as problem solver.


A true storyteller can’t tell us a part
From her crooked eyes
HK warning tears burst.
Bubbles heated never anchor
Restart will never reach to a real world.

Robot with or without soul
Hero magic twist with terrorists.
No soul knows no harm no fail,
Will memory tattoos identify you?!

Red or Dark eyes? 
Vampire, is it time to say goodbye
He stopped kissing her
Her heart broken, with love. 
 
Gold or pale leaves?
Vampire, where is their destiny?
He turned off the light
and left them with darkness
and she escaped from
twin towers last night.
 
Are they **** or ethology creatures?
Vampire, who could interpret the sound of his voice?
Early last summer, they met at a mask party.
 
Vampire found his true love after a Brahms themed concert, 
Vampire never intended to make a crime.
Vampire didn’t know what he had until he lost it.

The dusk arises to heal his wounds,
with the blood of another.
Vampire, opened his eyes, light came through heaven
Thank you for the fragile and painful love that you give. Muttered the vampire under his breath.

Vampire, took her to all the places that she never knew.
 
Farewell,Vampire
He came and she found what she wanted

Will she remember that she was there in his debt?
those days were a little bit daunting the days she’d rather forget...
 
Farewell, Vampire
He changed her life for the better 
And now he knows it’s better to be brave than be scared
Farewell,Vampire,
to a little painful but fragile love.

Farewell, Vampire
He knew he had no choice.
But will he ever have one?

Would nothing be guaranteed?
Can short pain be part of the journey,
when moving towards long run joy?

Although it is always safer not to go on that journey,
Unknown is the path, nothing is guaranteed...

A thousand and one are the hazards of the journey,
many are the pitfalls -
Nothing can be guaranteed...

Will each small piece of love compose to a secure jigsaw?
Didn’t we search for love in a crystal ball?
It was hidden inside,
a *******.

And the seed was very hard and
the sprout had
“very, very limited’ room to meet with treasure for all!

But the seed tried,
she whispered, but assertively,
If it was an effort;
She drops the hard shell.

Does she start moving?
Immediately the light twinkles:
the struggle with the soil, together with the stones,
dancing with the rocks.