Jitter Bug

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I’ve got the jitters in me.
They flutter about
Like butterflies in a jar,
Or suspense reaching climax.

The jitters are a curse.
They hold me captive
With not the slightest intentions of setting me loose.

These jitters have the best of me.
I can feel them taking over,
and I can feel anxiety creep in.
Unwanted and unprepared.

Jitters like a swarm
Shaking like a rattle

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