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Stranded
Stranded on a deserted island
Watching the waves roll up and by
My wispy voice carries out your name
My toes wriggle anxiously in the sand
The forceful wind encourages my pain
While the sunset darkens my views
The air is growing cold
My cheeks are getting wet
As my mind begins to fret
Licking the tears from my lips
Wrapping a blanket around my hips
I just sit
And listen to the sounds the ocean creates
Striving my hardest to ignore
The incredible depth of loneliness that aches
Lurking in the pit of my chest
Which tediously creeps its way up my throat
And into my skin
Running throughout my bloodstream
Sparking my brain with ongoing visions
Picking at the lesions
That are hiding in my heart
My eyes are drier than the sandy beach
But not as dry as my soul
It's out of control…
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