Arrived home, Jack lay upon the floor by a grate, Convulging, No clue for how long, Penny and I both tried to cost him back He was just a baby, All baby deaths make my gut feel like I’m eatting broken glass, Jack resembled this baby girl below, https://youtu.be/upvaG2e4F7I
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