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Anxiety, the Guillotine
The breeze smacks
The nervous sweat
On my lower back
And forehead
Anxiety, the guillotine
It wants blood
Here just in time
"Off with his head."
I thank it
For taking note
Of when times
Call for calm
I'm rendered useless
Thanks for that
That cold reminder
Of all of my inadequacies
The nervous sweat
On my lower back
And forehead
Anxiety, the guillotine
It wants blood
Here just in time
"Off with his head."
I thank it
For taking note
Of when times
Call for calm
I'm rendered useless
Thanks for that
That cold reminder
Of all of my inadequacies
Published 15th Mar 2013
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15th Mar 2013 6:06pm
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