HELL it is

May 20, 2010
By Anonymous

No Helping
He couldn't be guided through his books
No tears left for crying

He recieved horrible looks
His heart kept striving
As he recieved a punch to his stomach, he shook

There was no way of flying
out of this hell
so he shall stay there, sighing, despising

everything that never went well.
He seems to be crying
But the guard took no pity

He was to face eternity
in this horrible hell

The author's comments:
Just something i wrote and english

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