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Follow along ... the porcelain doll fell from the wall And when she cracked... It all came back! escaped in vapors Seeping into the wooden floorboards Like oozing wounds And **** from sores... Putrid the smell Straight from hell Now loose from its porcelain confines The binding inscriptions Are Your worst fears Your deepest convictions Your frightened tears Dollie’s secrets and admissions She heard your payers and your childish wishes Also your sins you whispered into Her tiny white ear Yes she could hear And you had forgotten She know your true black heart was rotten
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Oct 9, 2019
Oct 9, 2019 at 3:30 AM UTC
The Porcelain Doll
Follow along ... the porcelain doll fell from the wall And when she cracked... It all came back! escaped in vapors Seeping into the wooden floorboards Like oozing wounds And **** from sores... Putrid the smell Straight from hell Now loose from its porcelain confines The binding inscriptions Are Your worst fears Your deepest convictions Your frightened tears Dollie’s secrets and admissions She heard your payers and your childish wishes Also your sins you whispered into Her tiny white ear Yes she could hear And you had forgotten She know your true black heart was rotten
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#horror#halloween#macabre#annabelle
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Oct 9, 2019
Oct 9, 2019 at 3:30 AM UTC
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