When i want to call you,
My heart starts to pound,
Hard through my chest,
It reveals a pounding sound.
I pick up the phone,
It pounds harder.
I start getting light headed,
My hands start to shake,
I stop breathing,
My feet tremble like an earth quake.
I hear the dial tone,
As i dropp to my knees,
I dropp the phone.
My heart screams,
Then i wake up,
And notice it was a bad dream.
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