Human Horror House
What of life? What of death? Clinical murder under investigation.
With cruel calculation, the doctor splits the fetus into sections.
A "little boy's" leg jerks reflexively, a helpless human specimen.
Dreaming of riches, she coldly mutilates, a chilling death sentence.
Written on 9/21/2015
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