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[aid] => mick
[title] => My First and My First Love
[time] => 2004-11-24 16:57:43
[hometext] => This is to Christy My Fist and First Love Where ever she may be
[bodytext] => You were my first and my first love I still remember and cherish that day When you said I was your angel and That you had been saved It was after school at your house It was around five in the afternoon And you had been cutting your self all day I remember it was hard to count all he cuts you made I went to your house opened the door with the key you gave me Then went to your room and the door was locked I went to your mothers room and went out the window I got on the ledge and walked carefully to yours I opened and pushed away the curtains And there you were passed out on your bed still bleeding from the wrist I got a wet towel and some alcohol cleaned you up and made sure you were ok I pushed the hair from you face back and saw that you had cried yourself to sleep You still had the makeup down around your eyes I took your shoes off and laid you on your bed in my arms You always said you felt safest there I knew you loved me but you could never say I knew because I was the same way But I always cared about you and still do till this day You woke up hours later and saw that your cuts were cleaned and arms were wrapped I was asleep and then you kissed me It was the princess waking the prince with a kiss I awoke and we started kiss sweetly as if desperate for affection You then got up off the bed and took my hand leading me to your bath I took your cloths off and then you took off mine I started the water and mixing cold with hot to get that perfect temperature Then we went in and with a wet bath towel I washed the makeup from your face And the die from your hair because I always loved the real you The one that you use to show only me But stopped for reasons I never knew why I guess you felt that you could never tell me how you really felt And did not want me to feel the same for you But we still went through everything with each other You had so much stuff on that the water ran down black from your body I got shampoo in my hands and washed your hair And then you washed mine After the bath I dried you and then you dried me I carried your wrapped in a large towel to your bed And well I guess you know the rest from there I will always love and cherish that day With no one else I have ever felt the same Felt more than lips and tongue when we kissed And more than flesh when you know the rest I will always care about you Even if you are not here right now I do not know where you are But I still do think about you And know that I am ok I hope you are the same [comments] => 8 [counter] => 202 [topic] => 31 [informant] => Doriens_Picture [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 19 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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