Is it you?

I have gone mad

But babe I’m not bad

I think of you every night

You are the sweet creation of my sight

Is it really you?

Because, beau I like you so!

I have never been like this

You are eating my soul like disease

You are the other wing whenever I fly

Without you, I can’t sore up in the sky

Baby, you are the liberty of my victory

Seeing you my loneliness goes away

You are the spoon whenever I eat

You are the chair of my seat

Sweetheart, I don’t know what to do

Please answer me, IS IT YOU???

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By: Jomari Tabla

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