She had brown hair,
pink cheeks.
Pawned with the devil,
a little girl transformed into a greedy monster; by the selfishness and hunger for more of the others, of you.
Her heart was no longer tender,
if only you had any idea of how hard it was. Dead inside, cold.
This is the future world.
Years into the future her identity was revealed.
She was smart and sly and clever.
She had a new plan, a new name, Galissi.
She only has one memory, it's stuck to her head repelling everything endlessly.
Her as a little girl, dreaming she was an espionage, going through everyone's notes, scribbling into her own journal book and handing it to tall, dark men.