- DividedWorld
Eyes of the deepest brown
Hair like the blackest night
Skin like the snow that covers the mountains
In the winter
She is the girl of red
A soulless creature
In search of a victim
To torment
To torture
She wears a dress of red
To hide the stain of blood
A silver dagger
Her choice of weapon
Her only goal
To destroy them all
She is pure insanity
The darkest of souls
A creature of destruction
Known only as girl of red
Dressed in her victims' blood
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