Bernadeth Tolentino - Haunted

Every second of the day,
Every night I lie awake.
All I hear is your sweet voice-
Haunting me, I have no choice
But to listen to that sound
Wishing that you were around
To tell me stories of your life,
and once you're done- a kiss goodnight.
I'm haunted by you, can't you see?
Come on over, please set me free...

Bernadeth Tolentino

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