There had never been one before, nor will it, ever be, another, after, “it” (failed to form, and so, we don’t know the sex of Baby Doe???).
The death, of an, only child, yeah sure, the parents could, always, have another one, if they’re both, fertile, but more than likely, because this only child had, died, its (gender unspecific???) parents won’t stay together, after all, they were, already, hitting that god damn ROCK, before “it” (the kid???) died, and now, “it” had died, the parents no longer felt compelled, to stay together anymore, so, they BREAK up!
The death, of an, only child, it hurts, doesn’t it??? Knowing, that you shall, NEVER have her in your arms again, that you were, the ones, who’d, MURDERED her, so fucking, brutally, but oh wait, as parents, your minds would, make sure, that you are, protected, and so, your minds lied to you, on how, it wasn’t, your faults, and yet, you are, gnawed (pronounced: NAWED???), by your own, GUILTY conscience, as that would be, the fucking ultimate price you will keep on, paying, for the rest of your god damn FUCKING, eternal lives (and you will feel like you’d lived, an ETERNITY, before you finally DROP DEAD too!!!)………
The death of an, only child, it’s, gone now, you’d, already, cried too long, and hard over it, and yet, you’re, not done yet, are you? Nope, ‘cuz, you will, and shall, NEVER, get OVER the fact, of how you’d, unknowingly, MURDERED, your own, baby………
Life, the Obstacle Course 