The haunted doll

Twas the horrific of the scream

that set the place aflame

the crying little tears

that sprouted from the pain,

eyes a blood red stain

spilling through the vein

nails broke in counts of ten

crack the neck and strain,

the walls would clamor

through out the night

whimpering in darkened tones

at the calling of sweet Mandy

down the halls where she would roam.



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