For The First Time

For The First Time short poem

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Walking down the lane, on a lifeless night,
I saw a light coming from behind,
Was it the moon? I asked myself
NO
It was you, the angel who helped me when I was doomed.

The sky was calm and my hopes were all down,
And then suddenly!
You held my hand,
And I swear to god, I never wanted that moment to ever end…

I felt things heating up,
Was it a flame?
No goddamnit, it was my own f*&king heart racing like a plane,
And you were to blame,
My main
‘Cause you took away all the pain.

Even though we haven’t met for a long time,
Know that my feelings for you are still alive,
I don’t want to cry
Neither do I wanna lie,
I still remember how you held my hand,
For the first time..

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