You were the pain so long

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Was it a hole in her chest?
Diamonds were drowning with radiance floating in the whirl of her darkening eyes.
Swollen like an insecure mass, the hollow pupils opened up like a mouth that led me down the unsystematic process of her gruesome thought.
There was a constant flashback of many stolen glances, dug into the pathetic conscious of a black and white world.
The emotion slowly aloft the surface of that pale face.
How startling beautiful…