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Tell me you'll always be my island

My escape from this world where I'm damned



I may not always be sane

I've just lost all control to refrain



From the emotions that engulf my soul

Like so much distortion yet never gets old



I can't always make sense

And forgive me for the times I have to vent



I'm just a visitor wandering aimlessly

Like a ghost on the plains concealed in invisibility



You can get as close as I can bare to stand

But my reaction is always the same: I ran



Love is a drug and it hurts me like the real thing

So why can't I fight the addiction that my soul sings



I'm not a man made of flesh and bone

An entity wandering alone with no place to call home



And when the world gets too much for me

I can log out and be with you in sweet serenity



But it seems that it's getting that time

The time when the world finally seeks punishment for my crimes



I'm a shallow soul who regrets his life and his deeds

So I'll visit my island, view the images I receive



This may be a virtual world but here I am at peace

Maybe this is real and the other is just my fantasy