nothing much to see, nbut a sad, sad, girlnin purple polka dots nand her long black curls.nshe sorts the sad remainsnof her broken baby dollsnsuch delicate delight nin the red death ball.nnbut they don't see...nnnif only for a friend, nmaybe one she'd sparenafter mommy by her hand, neven daddy didn't carenshe locked away the dark nand waited for the daynnshe could playnnthere's nowhere to runnand no one can hidencome one, come allnto the red death ballnnlike pawns in play,nwe all fall downnso come one come allnto the red death ballnnnthe taste of 23, nthe time had comenthe invitation read: nDrink, Dance, and Fun!nthe guests they filled the hallnas she succumbs to lusts for gorennour hostess locked the door...nnthe screams were heard for milesnthe sight no one believednshe dreamed that they would bleednbut dreams can much deceiventhe scarlet river flowednnow our villain is freennnot one survived...nnthere's nowhere to runnand no one can hidencome one, come allnto the red death ballnnlike pawns in play,nwe all fall downnso come one come allnto the red death ballnnand as she dancednthey took her downnamong what was left of themn(away she went)nnbut they don't see....nnthere's nowhere to runnand no one can hidencome one, come allnto the red death ballnnlike pawns in play,nwe all fall downnso come one come allnto the red death ballnnnothing much to see, nbut a sad, sad girlnin purple polka dotsnand her long black curls