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Dec 2020 · 242
Children of War
Aethorn Dec 2020
𝐀bove all the sounds that kids will hear at night, there's this muffled moans and cries of the wounded ones. Instead of trash, you'll see blood and bullet case everywhere. Carnage is what it seems.

𝐁ullet fires echoes on their ear while strolling on a crimson river where landmine is planted. Is this what hell looks like? This is treason, this is murderous. Parents killed on the spot, now they're called refugee. Some lose limbs while other are sexually abused. Suffering from terror and fear– is this what they deserve? Who will wipe their tears? Their legacy is death and guns.

𝐖hat happened to humanity? Soldiers **** and know no pity when they march upon a city.
Dec 2020 · 603
Cosmic Moonlight
Aethorn Dec 2020
𝐌ercury, don't worry if rage may succumb your mind; like you could go in flames and may put  yourself through excessive fire. Just remember that to move away from the inferno is always worth taking a risk.

𝐕enus, you don't have to be like them. You are glowing on your own. Dance with your own orbit and sing until the dawn.

𝐄arth, my love. You are a diamond. Bright, undestructible and expensive. Bringing fresh showers for the thirsty flowers.

𝐌ars, don't let yourself locked in with the eerie darkness that filled the room as the tarnished glow shed from the sun. Penetrate yourself with dopamine for your body doesn't lethargically swam back towards the dark abyss.

𝐉upiter, what is love if it's conditional? She gave you her heart thus, only sky can contain it. Hold her until the moon aches for you.

𝐒aturn, rings for sale! They're floating outside her atmosphere. Fancy rings and elegant attire! For she doesn't want everyone to judge her that she looks unprivilaged. Why is she like this? Afraid of the judgment and gossip that'll fly. Rings for sale! Rings are here!

𝐔ranus, when you lie next to him at night, do you feel the warmth? Is his smile have his own heaven or you speak through tears?

𝐍eptune, love will be here with it's swirling tides, long after we became unseen. Amour, drink my soul. Fill my body with sunrise that's mixed with green and blue. Clean thyself from the guilt of this unfair streams.
First try.

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