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Nervous Wreck
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Choppy freestyle poem about being under pressure. First person.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Hurt/Comfort - Words: 56 - Published: 12-23-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3085464
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Hands shake, eyes water.

Legs fidget.

I nervously play with my hair.

Breath quickens.

I wipe my sweaty hands on my jeans.

I look around nervously.

Everyone else is finished.

My mind is blank.

My heart hammers.

I can't think.

My face reddens minutely.

My throat constricts,

and my stomach flips.

I am taking a test.

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