It stopped the bothersome cackle,
Which once raced through my brain.
Habitual to hear every tree, every wind,
Seem to whisper your name.
It holds you responsible for an aspirant,
For me to wake up each day.
You are a very precious reap to me,
Good thing you’re in my way.

Yes, it’s you whom caused a lilt in life,
Your love does it for me.
Like a pearl in a bed of oysters,
Don’t tantalize, don’t flea!
Your love is necessary in my life,
Won’t tailspin with you.
Life makes no sense without you,
Efface flaws you shall do.

 
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