brystanstrongOct 251 min readCreepy DollCreepy DollsAs I watched the light leave his eyesand a trail of blooddrip down his chinI said to him,“Don’t call me ‘Doll’”
Creepy DollsAs I watched the light leave his eyesand a trail of blooddrip down his chinI said to him,“Don’t call me ‘Doll’”
Glass Eyes, Soft Gaze You look at her, she looks at you. You move her from dresser to desk to chair, to some awkward corner of the room. The problem is that...
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