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Porcelain Death Doll

She lingers across the room with crystal eyes and with a razer sharp object in one hand.
Shes coming for you. There blood everywhere. The darkness is when she comes out to play.
Smiling, laughing, giggling she wonders around waiting watching, listening.
With her angelic face she dares anyone to get close to her. She wears a long torn black dress... Shes known as the porcelain death doll.

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