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porcelain dolls
these Dolls stare and stare at me, im constantly being creeped. by
hidden eyes they seek. They follow me. Every were I go there they
are.
these dolls wont leave. they just creep. In a dark room I sleep.
waiting for these dolls to creep
hidden eyes they seek. They follow me. Every were I go there they
are.
these dolls wont leave. they just creep. In a dark room I sleep.
waiting for these dolls to creep
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