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Oct 2014
All alone, there's no one there to hold his hand
He's left to fight the world all by himself, he cries
By a window down the hall
Is the echoing, remembering, the screams of pain are deafening
But your never gonna hurt him again
For he is the angry child within
**** it all, I'm outta here, I don't have to take your ****
Have your way, pathetically
Save all your pity for somebody else
All that I need is within me, I'll not be without
You'll never get to me, you'll never get me again
Because I'm always alone, in crowds though I stay
In darkness it grows, I long for the day
The memories I hate will just go away, and take all the shame away too
Step aside, I'm warning you, I'm sick of you wasting my time
I'm never wrong, about anything
Maybe someday you will know how to reach me
Watch your back, I don't play fair, I'm motivated by fear
Try me now, or bow your head
Take your compassion and throw it away
For I am The Island, and The Island am I
Randy Bryte
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Randy Bryte  London, Ont.Canada
(London, Ont.Canada)   
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