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hells dolls


See her sit upon her shelf perfect doll for hells  little shelf . Cast alone yet never so as the flames rise below chains and hooks rip threw flesh  as her heart from her chest laying on this bed of nails waiting in hell pain never fails come it fast or come it slow but come it shall and never go. So sit on your shelf up high watching us do not cry take that fall take a chance but remember life is a painful dance soon about round and round no mater what we end up in the ground lost and cold you shall be UN like me death dose not set all free.
Written by onna
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