
Just a quick little poem I made, about a fear of dolls. I remember when I was a kid, I had a huge fear of them...now they just creep me out - -
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Horror - Words: 164 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 03-23-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3007326
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They stare at you with tiny, beady little eyes
You wonder what they'll do
You wonder if they will start to move and creep up on you
You try to respect them so they don't come for you
But they can smell and sence your fear
Doll's can see everything
If you harm another doll, they will come after you
So do us all a favor...don't disrespect THEM
And they won't come after you in return
Me: Uh...just to be clear, I don't have a HUGE phobia fear of dolls ^^; I just think they are really creepy and I hate them :/ Especially porcelain dolls *shudders* But I don't think they'll 'come after me' or anything X3 I think I'm slowly getting better at poem's/haiku's whatever you call them...slowly is the key word though, so try to bear with me for a while longer heh heh...
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