Pale white skin.
Long golden red hair.
Eyes that have not one color but all colors.
Blood as sweet and warm as the sun.
Her bloody tears stain her pale white cheeks.
A small smile and a quick laugh is all she has to hide her true pain.
Her long golden red hair hides her eyes,
from any one who might want to know her story.
For her eyes,
Beautiful yet piercing,
Tell her long and sad story, along with her very twisted mind.
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