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The man who played with dolls
A bright light
awoke them
after a rough night
spent partying
He immediately
retreated to the protection
of his coffee
in his kitchen
She awoke bare
with nothing but
the sheets that cover
her own butt
She searched
the mess
found all but a shirt
and got dressed
She opened the closet
and found a surprise
A few corpses
stood inside
They stood propped up
will dresses but bare
She was horrified
by what she saw in there
But as she turned around
he was there
Before she could make a sound
he killed without a care
He found her an outfit
cleaned up the blood
propped her in
and let the door shut
He smiled
with a strange delight
She would last for a while
and he would play with her tonight
awoke them
after a rough night
spent partying
He immediately
retreated to the protection
of his coffee
in his kitchen
She awoke bare
with nothing but
the sheets that cover
her own butt
She searched
the mess
found all but a shirt
and got dressed
She opened the closet
and found a surprise
A few corpses
stood inside
They stood propped up
will dresses but bare
She was horrified
by what she saw in there
But as she turned around
he was there
Before she could make a sound
he killed without a care
He found her an outfit
cleaned up the blood
propped her in
and let the door shut
He smiled
with a strange delight
She would last for a while
and he would play with her tonight
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