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The feeling of sickness at the Back of your throat The back of your mind The pit if your stomach. The butterflies - Not so pretty now Bats - Almost vampiric ones That nibble at the Lining of your abdomen And cause you to lurch Yourself forward. Your legs shake uncontrollably (sometimes) Your hands as cold as ice Pins and needles Painful cramps Aches. As if your whole body Threatens to collapse Itself on top of you And your brain is just Ready to shut down Any minute The feeling of when you will burst Explode Become that butterfly, Emerging from the cocoon Except you're not at all Majestic ...In any way... You're just a ghost - troubled Trapped in a girl's body Trying to find a way To break free.
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Mar 8, 2014
Mar 8, 2014 at 5:37 PM UTC
Anticipation and Nausea: A match made in Hell
The feeling of sickness at the Back of your throat The back of your mind The pit if your stomach. The butterflies - Not so pretty now Bats - Almost vampiric ones That nibble at the Lining of your abdomen And cause you to lurch Yourself forward. Your legs shake uncontrollably (sometimes) Your hands as cold as ice Pins and needles Painful cramps Aches. As if your whole body Threatens to collapse Itself on top of you And your brain is just Ready to shut down Any minute The feeling of when you will burst Explode Become that butterfly, Emerging from the cocoon Except you're not at all Majestic ...In any way... You're just a ghost - troubled Trapped in a girl's body Trying to find a way To break free.
Written 3/3/14   11:34 AM © Maniba Kiani
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Mar 8, 2014
Mar 8, 2014 at 5:37 PM UTC
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