Shook
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Perspiration and butterflies
Trembles of anxiety
Drowning in blue with tangled chords-- annoying
Heavy metal hung around my clammy skin
I hope you forgive me after I say this.
Your capacity of love is nonexsistent.
You only do whats convenient for you.
So you do what you have to .
But what about me?
Why couldn't you see ?
