I live down below.Underneath the bed.Girls with doll eyes come from teacups.The chairs float and the books can talk.The pretty eyed children that live in the pit.They want to eat me.The white house is filled with the bathtubs.Teeth are made of pale rose.Dresses made of dead crypt lace.Eyes that hum like Poison apples.The moth wants to eat me but it can't it has no mouth.It wants to crush me instead.The golden mirror is full of the red girl.Golden cage hat.Hollow Back Hollow stomach.Rib cage Like a faeries basket.White with the cranberry fingers.Pink plastic covers the trees.Black lips that stare.Dungeon of web music.Honey blood closet child. Charm my blood blood be charmed
The cakes give me scream music Insanity
Buckles and wax
Red Velvet wolf fur.Sleep being
Inside your brain cage.Rosary Lambs
Crawl of gilded claws
Flying clock. Falling cards will flutter
Grittle bowl nails of knarled.Stilt house
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