Lonely man, rejected by everyone. Your heart yearns to be loved, but you doubt anyone can love the monster you claim
to be. You hardly sleep, tormented by memories of your failed love...The deceiving angel Christine.
You gave her everyhting, you heart, your soul, your music. Yet she easily betrayed you, as though you were her enemy,and she obviously didn't
understand the phrase, "Past the point of no return."
Gostly spector, roaming about the charred remains of your once greart Opera House. Your mournful eyes leak silent tears for
the curtains that wait for a show wich will never be preformed. You let yourself fall into the illusion that the building has been restored
to it's former glory, and when you open your eyes the scene before you feels like a slap in the face
Broken heart, you doubt you will ever love again. That no one can love you because of the deformed flesh of your face. You cover your
face with a mask, and rebuild the stone walls around your heart. You break the mocking mirrors that taunt you endlessly, you pound
the ivory keys of your grand organ. You bury yourself in a pit of despair.
Angel of music, a voice that calls to an unseen maiden. Know that you are not alone, for everyone has a soulmate. Have hope, for there arre those
who can see beyond any physical trait, and see the beauty within. She's calling for you Angel. She sings for you alone,and she wants you to sing with
her. So sing Angel of Music, sing for her!
Author's note-Yes it is short, but I hope people like it. So R&R