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 Always an option 6/25/2024 Fire 6/24/2024 Tonight has made me realize that I really... 6/23/2024 When the crutch won’t work…. 6/21/2024 6/21/2024 data point 6/20/2024 God’s a cocksucker and I’m glad his shitty... 6/20/2024 Marriage… ish… 6/20/2024 What am I? can I ever be sure? 6/17/2024 frustrations 6/16/2024 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.