We may not know it, but all of us are caged.
Our feelings mostly.
Everyone's scared of breaking, so we cage ourselves, protecting our whole being from others who would try to steal us from ourselves, making us their own for a while only to leave us hanging, used, and damaged.
Those who were once broken cage themselves in wrought irons still hoping that someone would tear that iron and steal them away with good intentions.
And then there are those... those who are caged in beautiful crystals.
Too fragile, too beautiful to be broken....
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