Haunted Doll

In the corner of the room she sits

A haunted doll with eyes that flit

Her porcelain face frozen in a smile

But her presence fills the room with guile

Whispers in the night, a soft eerie sound

As the haunted doll moves around

Her eyes follow you, no matter where you go

A chill runs down your spine, a feeling of woe

What secrets does she hold within

What tragedies has she seen

The haunted doll, a silent witness

To a world of darkness and sin

She may be just a toy, a plaything of the past

But the haunted doll's presence will forever last

A reminder of the haunted souls

Trapped within her porcelain mold

So beware the haunted doll, with her haunting stare

For she holds a darkness, a deep despair

And if you cross her path, you may never be free

From the haunting gaze of the haunted doll's plea.