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January 31, 2008 3:55pm CST
When they lock me in That's when the come The little people They say they are not magical I know better, I know they are lying They're faeries, mystical pixies They come and take me on adventures We travel to far away lands And have lots of fun times When I fall, I never get hurt Because I'm with the little people We have fun for hours and hours Then they tell me it's time to go home I thank the little people, saying goodbye I look around my padded room Home sweet home in the insane asylum I hope the little people come soon
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@lilaclady (28207)
• Australia
31 Jan 08
Oh wow here I was reading this and thought maybe you were writing about fairies and things, it all looked so mystical and there you are sitting in your padded room, I think you must have a good sense of humour....