Dead Little Doll

Dead Little Doll

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Jun 30, 2016
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Mystery
Smile, smile, little porcelain doll; Down the drain your tears fall. With your tears, down you go too, You paint on a new face hoping you'll look new. Your creators harbor many lies, Still they smile and pretend, it's their disguise. Their secrets are as dark as you, But still you try to find the truth. You spend your days looking for clues, When finally, in the mirror you see, the biggest one is you. Dana was born into this world like any other little girl, she had a mom and dad and things felt normal...until her mom got pregnant and Dana discovered her parents didn't want her anymore. As each day passes, a new memory comes back to her in flashes, and she begins to piece together the puzzle of her troubling past. A story of horror, abuse, love, and tragedy all in one... Dana will soon discover her whole life has been a lie. Will she ever find out why her parents just suddenly decided to give her up? Will she ever truly be able to trust anyone after a life of endless lies? Or will she only ever just be like the things she holds dearly... a dead little doll?
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