
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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