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Nervous Tic

There's a scientific reason to everything

Butterflies in your stomach

as you watch them approach

Is just adrenaline taking blood from your stomach

Sweaty palms and nervous fingers

as you lie right next to them

Is just your increased body heat with anxiousness

Increased heart rate

as they tell you something new, only to you

Is just your body compensating for increased brain activity

The fact that you make me do these things?

Well that should mean something

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Feb 3, 2013
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