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Loose weavings suffocated       her breath...    That inanimate object of fear. Glanced her last breath                       statically smiling....
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Jul 4, 2017
Jul 4, 2017 at 6:24 PM UTC
Smiling Upon Her Demise
Loose weavings suffocated       her breath...    That inanimate object of fear. Glanced her last breath                       statically smiling....
I hate porcelain dolls , give me the creeps
#chocking#hair#doll#scared
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Jul 4, 2017
Jul 4, 2017 at 6:24 PM UTC
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