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Island
I sat flat on the sand
With a seashell in my hand
palm trees swayed in the breeze
waves rolled in the sea
I was stranded and definetly abandond
I hoped I wouldnt die from starvation
the island is so big it could be a nation
why did the plane have to crash
i cant even get my supplies cause the plane is so smashed
Im on the island alone
either everyone is dead or is gone
I would rather die
than sit on the ground and crie
im supposed to be a man
by being strong and brave
but instead i ran
thats no way to behave
there is people in the forest hurt
just lying there in the dirt
at that moment i heard a scream
i ran in the woods to see
Right there were the sun started to beam
lye a woman under a tree
there in front of my eyes
the woman took her last breath and died
I ran back to the shore
i couldnt take it anymore
so im writing this little ryme
to tell you what i did here during my time
im going to hang myself from a tree
so here i will not have to be
I will soon be called the ghost
that haunted the pacific coast
