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Infant
The baby’s Skin blistered, bursting it simmered
Red clops of thick flesh, plopping her innards
Veins and gristle, eye balls did pop
Gagging with terror the mother yells “stop!”
Red clops of thick flesh, plopping her innards
Veins and gristle, eye balls did pop
Gagging with terror the mother yells “stop!”
Published 15th Jan 2013
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