nerves, by a rose by any other name would hurt just as bad.
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hands sweaty
ive got to give a report
boy i dont think im ready
i cant keep my voice steady
and my mind straight
i have got to keep my head held high
why cant we wait
somebody throw a curve
cause i cant get over my nerve |
| Posted: 2007-08-30 22:14:59 UTC |
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| 2007-05-06 02:24:00 | Veracity |
| This is exactly how I get when I have to present in front of the class. |
| 2008-05-01 14:07:03 | Ashley Reneë *Raining Tears* |
| this is great its exactly what i will feel today when i have to give this friken long report on fredrick douglas and sojourner truth omg |