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Nervous
Be still my heart,
Please stop beating.
We are not supposed to recognize
For whom you are bleeding.
Concentrate, my mind,
Focus on the task at hand,
Dismiss the endorphins
Emanating from your glands.
My legs, my legs,
Continue to walk,
Don’t turn to jelly,
And face, try not to gawk.
Stomach, don’t churn,
Ignore the butterflies,
Hands do not fidget,
And do not look into his eyes
Please stop beating.
We are not supposed to recognize
For whom you are bleeding.
Concentrate, my mind,
Focus on the task at hand,
Dismiss the endorphins
Emanating from your glands.
My legs, my legs,
Continue to walk,
Don’t turn to jelly,
And face, try not to gawk.
Stomach, don’t churn,
Ignore the butterflies,
Hands do not fidget,
And do not look into his eyes
Published 9th May 2013
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