Only A Game
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"I suppose a flame that burns that bright isn't meant to the last......"the words that were permanently stained in her yearbook , soon became tattooed in her mind. Diamond blinked as she held her diploma she started to reflect pausing anything rational while her emotions were on replay "I was once told that love was like an hourglass , while the heart is filling up, the brain becomes emptied"She closes her eyes and inhales deeply walking across the stage, once her eyes reopened she never thought she wished they remained shut as she flashback to freshman year.
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