Caged Whisper

Your purpose became a hostage of the past, the ransom is your future, that if you want your present to last

Your were a caged whisper,

You ended up being the yesterdays but never morrows, the one who built a castle with his own sorrows

You were a cursed bless

Your angel died when you were six, worse is all it gets, you are someone who cannot be fixed

the devil claimed you next, and now you are what you were against

You were a lovely mess

Written by: Marouan Elmail

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