she comes to me every night i lay to rest,
every time i close my eyes,
every daydream every thought.
she tells me that it's not that bad,
she tells me that she's not alone,
she tells me of the things I'll do ,
she tells me that it's not too late,
but every time i watch her leave,
it breaks my heart a little bit.
I know she's here , she never left,
I hear her laughter even still.
They tell me that she's just a dream,
the tell me that she never lived,
but they can't know that she was real,
i hid her body very well,
they give me pills,
they shock my brain, they tell me that it isn't real.
but they can't tell me what is real ,
I know she's here and she is mine,
she lives on still,
and soon they'll know ,
they'll let me go.
And when they do,
I will have us all join her,
and then they'll see.
she's as real as us
and then they'll believe
and I'll be with her,
They'll finally see
That they were wrong
Just like she was
and now she sees
And so will they
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Tainted crystals
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