My mind races a mile a minute,
A smile spreads upon my face,
While my heart beats out of my chest,
And butterflies are set free,
A force comes over me,
My lips seem to have a mind of their own,
My eyes stare into your soul,
I find myself leaning in,
Although my mind screams no,
At the final second I pull away,
My mind at ease,
But regret courses through my veins,
My body can't seem to comprehend,
To comprehend theses feelings that it has been exhibiting,
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Behind the Teenaged Mind
PoetryA collection of poetry. Thank you Kenneth Athol for allowing me to use your amazing photo as the cover photo. This photo is of my amazing friend Hazzagurl18.
