Little wooden doll

Carved with a chisel Shaped to perfect form This little wooden doll Takes the world by storm Pink blush on her cheeks Red paint on her lips So perfectly puckered You just want to kiss Her hair so blonde So long and so soft The girl finds the dolly Brings her down from the loft Every day they play So happy, so chilled The girl don't know the secret The souls the doll killed They whisper at night In her ear as she dream She wakes in a sweat To the sound of their screams The doll sits there staring So innocently sweet No one would think She's thhe reason their ends meet Now the girls older The doll she gives away She's lucky she lived To see another day In a stall the doll waits For a lady to empty her purse So she can slip upon her The deadliest curse

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MrD
MrD

That\'s my girl! Talented, more than just a pretty face! Keep up the good work sweet. Xx