Lonely Island
I often hear people ask, for fun,
"What would you bring on a deserted island?"
Some think of survival and bring their gun.
Others want to explore in the highlands.
In all seriousness, what would I need?
A journal to write out my story?
My favorite book series to reread?
Something to pass time in this purgatory?
Ah, I know exactly what to wish for.
I need to bring you, my friend and my heart.
How could I be lonely with you on the shore?
The island may even be a fresh start.
On the island, I could see every myth
But it's nothing without someone to share it with.
This poem is about:
Me
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