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The Undead Dollies

Piercing me with their glassy eyes  
as I pass by following me everywhere I go  
these antique dolls containers for the damned  
a punishment for the vain of this world  
living beauties in life now a mere shadow  
encased in glass shelves  
a woman's prize, a little girl's nightmare  
they walk and talk while mamma's asleep  
biting and tearing at flesh with their demonic touch  
with cold hands they reach out  
while tucked in bed, sheets covering  
your beautiful little head  
you scream in terror  
mamma runs in just to see dollies  
frozen in place  
hush now child  
those cuts bleeding  
must be self inflicted scratches  
while you were fast asleep  
don't dare tell on these demonic dolls  
one sits in your rocking chair  
at the foot of your bed  
you can hear Lucifer cackling  
as mamma tucks you back in
(for Creepy Old Dolls Comp.)
Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
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