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Rusted Flames

Gabrielle B.
Rusted Flames

The girl with the rusty hair, she was the only one who understood me. She was my cloestest friend, the sister of my dreams, the one person I couldnt live without. And now here I stood, watching as the city screamed disgusting slanders at her. 

I watched as she disappeared into the crimson flames. 

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