Monster ≫ h.s

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There was something beautiful in the fact that we could heal our relationship with words when actions tore it apart. Something beautiful in her eyes, when I touched her fair skin.

But I was vain, more than vain, self centered and arrogant really. She had never seen someone so possessive, so dominant in everything they do.

An angel in this world of hell. She was my savior saving me from my own destructive path.

It was strange that she enjoyed my company; my time and affection. I was so different with her, when my eyes and soft lips met hers I was embraced into another realm.

I've always felt protective of her but I want something she won't give me.

She thinks there's something evil, and so terribly dark within me, thinks I'm a monster...she's right.

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