Within the middle of the sea there stands a island all alone for ever so long. 1
On the island shines a light so dim most think upon only that one whim.2
There on the shore standing alone is one long gone. Waiting forever for the one to take to home.3
Death dwels here upon our island rotten to the bone. We are lost and most sertenly out of our minds.4
For upon this island we can all just kill the pain.
Author notes
Within our lives we are all stranded with no halp to come.
My favorite number is 5.
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