“Your room is your Sanctuary, I heard my father say.

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He didn’t know it, but he had lied to me on that fateful day. I stared at my ceiling as I lay on my bed,
Thinking quietly to myself, alone in my head. “How can that be,” I mumbled to my little plush mouse,
If what you say is true, then my room is technically my house. But my room could never be something like that,
Because I always hear a sound, coming from my door, that annoying ratta tat tat! There is always someone who is bothering me, in my room day and night,
I can never get any piece when my mind is in flight! The only true place that I have found I can be alone,
Is in my mind, where from time to time again, my happiness has shown. I love being in my mind so alone. I can think and breathe without any bother,
But his lie was unknown especially to himself, my dear dear father. You could try to enter into my thoughts, but I will warn you right now,
what you seek to be sought, cannot be found right away, and to find what is seeked to be sought,
can only be found in one special way, so you ask me “How?” Please be careful, young ventures of the mind,
for within my head, you may find some things that you were not meant to find. My mind is a twisted, messed-up and scary little place,
with only one known and certain face. When you choose to venture deep in my thoughts,
be careful to not go too deep into the abyss,
For if you fall into that deep hole of thought,
your body, your mind and memories will seek to be missed. You yourself will be forgotten, devoured into my mind, and will never be found,
Your entire being will disappear without even a sound. Trapped forever in my memories of loneliness and despair,
And since no one will remember you, no one will care. So remember, young ventures of the mind,
my mind is a twisted, messed-up scary little place,
With only one known and certain face. My mind is my sanctuary, and I will let no one in,
for if you decide to sneak a small little peak,
you can consider yourself, your immortal soul, just ashes and dust.

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Whoa, did you write that poem? Or did you just hear it?
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that's so true
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i worte it with a friend
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WOHOOOOOOOOOO... TRULY amazing.. Magnificent.. I love, like and just wow... you got skills in you..
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My mind is a theme park. I get to be excited without the fear of crashing.
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i ventured to the gasp of the abyss and stole the skeleton keys to the doors of the mind but i shall still knock before i transgress your solace,great internal wonderings ,i like it
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