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my legs shakes and my voice breaks,

I look at all the faces around me as sweat gleams on my forhead,

I try to swallow the dry feeling in my throat and try to find what it takes,

I never like being on stage where everyone lingers on to the words that are being said.

 

good or bad for the better or the worst I give it a shot,

I takes a deep breath and recite from memory all that I had wrote,

I feel like i'm on fire and that i'm burning up hot,

I feel like i'm stuck in more than one thick haevy coat.

 

They look bored and ready for me to finish this,

I sigh and stand straight and tell what I need to finish saying,

I hear someone cough,groan,and hiss,

each of my words I feel the others are weighing

but this must be done I insistence.

 

 

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Iḿ M, I like reading, writing, cooking, acting, and helping others. Good luck to other poets out there, and never give up on your dreams. No matter how hard it seems.

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