The Mirror, The Mask, And The Rose

by Phanatic923

Just a lil poem I wrote whilst I was thinkin bout POTO! Please R&R!

Hey there! This is just a lil somethin somethin I wrote while I had Phantom on the mind. Please R&Rto lemme know whatcha think!

Thanks,

Phanatic923

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The Mirror, The Mask, and The Rose

There is a mirror near my bed,

I fear it, for it brings such dread.

It seems to lurch out from the wall,

But the most frightening thing of all,

Is when I sleep silently at night,

I hear a voice filled with might!

It is a man's voice, I assume,

That calls out to me from the gloom.

Although I hear this voice so clear,

There is no man to be found here.

The voice comes from the mirror near my bed,

I look deep into it, but as I said,

There is no sign of any life,

This, indeed, brings me such strife,

For I long to know the man who sings,

For with him it is love he brings!

So one night, while I lie in bed,

I hear that voice within my head.

I walk to the mirror and see it ajar,

It's a secret door hiding a path, so far!

I slide the mirror open, and look around,

Only to see a white mask upon the ground.

And a darkened path into the night,

It looks as if someone had suddenly took flight.

I left the mask and slid the mirror into place,

With a look of wonder on my face.

I awoke in the morning to find the mask,

But as I slid the mirror over,

I found that someone took it,

And in it's place,

Leaving a rose with black ribbon,

In a small white vase.

Now every night I hear his song,

And think about that man in the mask,

All day long...