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I lay here on my bed and descend into my world.
I greet my special friends,
  they are what have kept me alive for these years...
My little world consists of beautiful pink fluffy cotton clouds,and a field where my fairy friends and creatures live in peace and harmony.
And on the outside of this captivated world in my mind is a brick wall to keep out all my demonds,and all outside visitors.
  When i'm here,I am in a state of bliss.
And when the whole world lives in their pathedic reality set for them,
with their rules and their trends, mindless zombies they are,set on being fashionable and "cool".
They get lost in something,pulled by a force never soon comeing back.
While i'm protected by these barriers i've built.
I live by my own special rules.
I am in my own world and no one of such offbalance life can come in.
I live my life not rule by rule,not trend by trend,not by your ways.
But by whispers heard by my fellow dwelling friends.
and in my bloodbath I soak peacefully as I mend.
My friends this is MY world of peace,whispers,my creatures and fairy friends.
Here I ascend.