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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
Written by anna-disgrace (Annadisgrace)
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