A locked door a rusty razor a towel stained red a folded note a broken mirror and a young girl lays there dead their emotions tangel the room begins to swirl she was mommy's perfect angel and daddy's little girl.
PT 8
A locked door a rusty razor a towel stained red a folded note a broken mirror and a young girl lays there dead their emotions tangel the room begins to swirl she was mommy's perfect angel and daddy's little girl.