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Jun 2019
Then

You watched me smoke my first cigarette.
You gave me my first kiss.
You held my hand.
You were the first to call me beautiful.
You were the first to touch me.
My first love.

Now

I still have nightmares.
I don't know how to sleep.
I can still feel you.
I can't forget your hand on my mouth.
I am still scared.
My biggest fear.
Kacie
Written by
Kacie  Atlanta
(Atlanta)   
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     Aubrey, Bogdan Dragos and Damon Robinson
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