Raging war there is a fight,
It goes unseen, it's out of sight.
Undercover, the casualties are great,
Dying by bit has become her fate.
There is death behind the mask.
There is pain in her heart from present and past,
The love everyone shared never did last.
You won't see the scars, nor the hurt on her face,
For it's a smile stuck in it's place.
There is pain behind the mask.
There is depth to her thoughts and beauty to her desires,
The love from above never ceases to inspire,
Awakening the beauty of her heart
Revealing what was there from the start.
There is beauty behind the mask.
I love you dearly.
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