Faithful
To those who are faithful
Far away
In a place I cannot name
Lies a girl who is only half sane
They call her mad
But she just laughs
Lying alone in a feild of grass
She smells the air
The ground too
Even surrounded by everything
She misses you
So alone she lays
Taunted by names
but you told her to, so she stays
You will not come back
Yet she still lays flat
Alone in a spot of grass
She talks to the flowers
Wet with dew
But above all she misses you
Others have came
But never you
So she stays, only wiling to move for you
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