In The Limelight Poem by james tj24

In The Limelight



as chills of fear
spring down my spine
my hear begins to thump.
as hands go moist
and throats go dry
my body shall not move.
As hands will tense
and eyes will squint
for that of a luminous light
I will chill and twist and turn
as i am overcome by fright

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