Hell is hurt.
When I cry of surrounding,
I feel the sounding.
All the pain im ny heart,
In a huge shopping cart.
My heart is broken.
Smaller than a token,
Which will never be together.
It's not as tough as a piece of leather,
But as tough as glass,
So easy to break.
That you cannot remake.
This is no fake,
So get out of the lake.
DE RUN DIS Community Member 
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