First. Poem by Amanda Larsen

First.



Unknown pain
and the most sacred
of all sacred
was now yours.
Regret.
But security.
Fear.
Shaking fear.
Wonder.
Numbness spreading.
A tear escaped.
You broke the pureness.
Now be worthy of what I gave.
Others will take your place.
But you are the keeper,
And you'll be remembered.
'Cause you are the first.
Burning passion.
Want.
Without love.
A right mistake.
A happy sadness.
A bitter kiss.
A thought.
A moment.
Us.

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