“The Evil Doll“ by Julia Suloinen (creepy horror visual poem)

Pale and cold hands of porcelain doll Tear pictures from sharp glass in silence Leaving a sign drawn with blood on the wall That urges on subconscious violence. Life`s moment trapped in chaos and lies From now eyes of glass see no evil Ice, caramelized, that modifies Her essence, senselessly ideal. Doll`s refined soul caged deep in the chest For that being endlessly grateful She tries on a guise of a little child blessed Inside staying totally hateful. *** Do you like dolls?:) Making this I was hugely i