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There was a desolate Island Far, far away There sat a man Not knowing his way His friend told him “I know the way” So he traveled by car and train Boat and plane To that desolate Island Far, far away Where that man now sits Not knowing his way He somehow landed In that God forsaken place Unbelieving and doubt Mixed in his heart On that desolate Island Far, far away Where that man sits Not knowing his way He trusted that man To put his life in his hand Then the cruel wheel of fate Dropped him On that desolate Island Far, far away Sitting there Not knowing his way The island choked His heart and thoughts Making him feel As though he were alone On that desolate Island Far, far away Sitting there Not knowing his way He decided one day To make a way To get back home And possibly escape That desolate Island Far, far away Where that man stands Possibly knowing his way He walked to the ocean Looked into the water Saw his reflection And doubt in his eyes Because of that desolate Island Far, far away Where he stood at the shore Knowing his way He jumped in the water Enjoying the feel As warmth embraced him Eliminating fear Leaving that desolate Island Far, far away Where he once stood Not knowing his way He gave up on those Who he thought he knew And started over With little fear Away from that desolate Island Far, far away Where he once stood Not knowing his way
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Jul 11, 2010
Jul 11, 2010 at 9:31 PM UTC
The Island
There was a desolate Island Far, far away There sat a man Not knowing his way His friend told him “I know the way” So he traveled by car and train Boat and plane To that desolate Island Far, far away Where that man now sits Not knowing his way He somehow landed In that God forsaken place Unbelieving and doubt Mixed in his heart On that desolate Island Far, far away Where that man sits Not knowing his way He trusted that man To put his life in his hand Then the cruel wheel of fate Dropped him On that desolate Island Far, far away Sitting there Not knowing his way The island choked His heart and thoughts Making him feel As though he were alone On that desolate Island Far, far away Sitting there Not knowing his way He decided one day To make a way To get back home And possibly escape That desolate Island Far, far away Where that man stands Possibly knowing his way He walked to the ocean Looked into the water Saw his reflection And doubt in his eyes Because of that desolate Island Far, far away Where he stood at the shore Knowing his way He jumped in the water Enjoying the feel As warmth embraced him Eliminating fear Leaving that desolate Island Far, far away Where he once stood Not knowing his way He gave up on those Who he thought he knew And started over With little fear Away from that desolate Island Far, far away Where he once stood Not knowing his way
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declan
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Jul 11, 2010
Jul 11, 2010 at 9:31 PM UTC
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