The Man Behind The Mask: A Poem
Behind the mask there is a man
He has a deformed face
But I love him no matter what
He is my love
He is my angel of music
I would be lost without him
He has been so alone, living alone
Now I am here
Taking care of him
Loving him like he longed to be love from me
A/N: This is a poem that i might make into a story, please tell me what you think.