Love Sick Poem by Scot Warren

Love Sick



My stomach is uneasy
I’m feeling kind of queasy
I’m nervous
I don’t deserve this
Should I be cautious?
That I’m nauseous
I’m so shy
That I might die
The only medicine is for you to stay
You make all the pain go away

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