General … by CrimsonDream 3/17/2014 written by CrimsonDream 3/17/2014 A locked door, a rusty razor, a towel stained in red. A folded note, a broken mirror, and a young girl lays there dead. Their emotions tangle, the room begins to swirl she was mommy’s little angel and daddy’a little girl brokennoteredyoung 0 comment 0 Email Related posts hiking to oblivion 11/17/2024 It’s already over. It has been for years. 11/17/2024 What’s Everyone’s Story? 11/17/2024 Pinco ?????? – ????? ?????? ?? ??????????? ?????... 11/17/2024 What does death feel like!? 11/17/2024 Financials 11/16/2024 it’s over, destiny calling 11/16/2024 Happiest Time Of The Year 11/16/2024 It keeps getting worse, or rather, I do. 11/16/2024 This is gods plan for me 11/16/2024 Leave a Comment Cancel ReplyYou must be logged in to post a comment.Subscribe to comments: Don't subscribe All new comments Replies to my comments Notify me of followup comments via e-mail. You can also subscribe without commenting.