A shadow she is Stained in blood The red from her enemies smeared in her hands Tainted she is But a beautiful warrior The darkness is her friend And it consumes her whole Sheer hot red anger And a dagger through your heart Power she exhumes A walking reminder of the hell that is to come A sinister grin plastered on her face As she watches the blood run like water An over flowing waterfall of red She is at peace But another person is burning in the hell she created – Elle
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