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Last published Wed, Mar 15, 2017
"Come on stay alive, don't die on me ,please please!"
She says as she cups her hands over her daughter's stomach, blood flows down the sides of the mother's hands and onto the floor. "please please don't di-".."hehehe..hahaha you can't save her" the man says after he stabs through the woman's back with the unforgiving steel of the knife.
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