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I once saw the man behind the mask. Well at least I thought I did. He showed me exactly what he wanted me to see, and foolishly I believed him. I believed him to be the perfect man he made himself out to be. But that isn’t him. After all is said and done, I’ve seen the real man, the one behind the mask. The heartless deceptor. I knew you were broken, I saw it in your face everyday. But so was I. I treated you with grace, and you threw it in my face. You are not the perfect man. But you are not as deceptive as you think, because when the sun goes down and your demons come out. I see the real you. The man behind the mask.
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Mar 26
Mar 26, 2026 at 3:41 PM UTC
The Man Behind the Mask
I once saw the man behind the mask. Well at least I thought I did. He showed me exactly what he wanted me to see, and foolishly I believed him. I believed him to be the perfect man he made himself out to be. But that isn’t him. After all is said and done, I’ve seen the real man, the one behind the mask. The heartless deceptor. I knew you were broken, I saw it in your face everyday. But so was I. I treated you with grace, and you threw it in my face. You are not the perfect man. But you are not as deceptive as you think, because when the sun goes down and your demons come out. I see the real you. The man behind the mask.
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Mar 26
Mar 26, 2026 at 3:41 PM UTC
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