Fear of Cage

The myth we called of the liars
Chasing our destiny
Assassinate our dreams
We choose thoughts to hid and lips to cease
They are mere
Without our shadows
The glimpse of our own fear
Burn their morals
Nothing is worth without a meaning
Just like words with scribbling
They are evil
We are good
This is a way to eliminate our deeds
They are ruthless we are smart
At last both are same with difference of cage

by Shivkanya Avhad

Volume #1: Passion

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