It feels like my world is tilting
The world in my head creates confusion
Causing these mental illusion
I see your face in any direction
I hear your voice from these commotion
I can smell you scent based on apparition
I can sense your presence based on my intuition
I like you messing up my head
For I can tell I'm not dead
With you and thought of your presence
Makes all of those into a sense
With all those things occurring
I know there is something missing
With all these thoughts of you
Caused when the time I misses you
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