Hearts beating fast, the night before your big night.
Butterflies ready to take flight in your tummy,
voice humming to begin,
feet prepare to be squashed i'm sorry,
eyes ready to light up,
lips ready to turn up.
Control not to shout my head off,
scream cos i'll see you in the audience.
To keep time and stay alive, not to trip or die.
To please and not to flash,
to wear the clothes of the old and married but to stay young and single but attached=)
haha good luck tmr guys! and i hope my voice doesn't screech like a teenage boy's=D
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