Monster

I sit alone in muffled silence, lonely in a crowded room and I feel you, taunting from the unseen corner of my mind. You live there, you see. nestled deep within the cobwebs kicking up dust. try as I might to forget you, you play on reminding me of past failures and flaws I'd rather forget about. you were a monster in olive skin with a smile that would blind and confused even the brightest of minds. you played the role of the nicest sort while you worked your claws beneath the skin, prying at our weakest points. you danced to the tune of our broken feelings, playing the notes that shaped us; a monster in the purest sense of the word. 

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beautiful....

I love the undertone of evil you wove so carefully beneath the words. The foreshadowing in the beginning is done very well. Very relatable on many different levels.

"you played the role of the nicest sort while you worked your claws beneath the skin" probably my favorite part, summing up so much in such a small amount of poem. Lots of emotion. Love it :)