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These butterflies
In my stomache
Can bring me to my knees.
A tornado surpassing 
An endless plight of tears.

My distinct flicker of hope
Traversing through my core
Trembling its way in and out.

I recognize this feeling

I've felt it before.

 And maybe,

Just for once,
My heart won’t cry.

 Maybe I won’t fuck it up this time.