Handmade

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With needle and thread,
I create life from the dead..
With scissors and faith,
I try to keep my lines straight..
Torso then head,
legs and arms..
Moving parts,
to help the illusion of charm..
Purchase online,
ships right away..
Opening your package,
placing it on display..
Turn off the lights,
did you hear something creep..
Little hands waken you,
from your peaceful sleep..
Before you know it,
the pain is bone deep..
With your last breath,
the face of evil you do see..

- C. Pantoja

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