THE GOLDEN CAGE
He stold her innocents at a early age then locked her away in a golden cage.......Day after day she would be tormented by his rage... Exspecialy if she didn't perform when he wanted to display on the stage ......Sorrow and pain was all she could fell like living in a night mare nothing was real.........So when I approched her she thought it was a dream when I told her I was there to release her from the cage and no more would she sceam........Then came the time to raise my sword and free this princess from her over lord........Although I was no longer a young worrior you see I had the strength of love with me........I won the battle and set her free and happily ever after are love would be.......
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