The Doll

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Her stern, solemn stare


could chill bones to the core


Named after a witch, dearest Blaire


An evil doll, wanted no more


 


Thrown to darkness without a care


Unwanted, forgotten, nothing to look for.


The culprits ran away, unaware


The doll saw this as an act of war


 


The slam of a door, a blaring snare


Troublemakers regret and implore


She stared back, stringing head of hair


Staring in awe, “She smiled”, they swore.


 

Created: Apr 24, 2012

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