Don’t let her run she’s already here her hair flows in the wind like a tulip in the sky. She has a crystal that holds a lot of power. My hair is pink just like my hair her hair is pink, a strawberry milk. Her eyes are pink eyes as the sweater in my room
Don’t let her run she’s already here her hair flows in the wind like a tulip in the sky. She has a crystal that holds a lot of power. My hair is pink just like my hair her hair is pink, a strawberry milk. Her eyes are pink eyes as the sweater in my room
an enigmatic heroine who searches for meaning. Her origins are mysterious. Her ideology is very different. Her powers are subtle and extraordinary. She is the Why.