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Poetry

Each of my poems are their own entity, shaded in different hues and personalities. They are empathetic with many universal themes.

Pins and Needles

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by kirkpr19

by kirkpr19

I feel a sharp pin,

buried deep under my skin,

piercing farther in.

Unable to see,

how the needle got in me,

no point of entry.

Arm burning with pain,

no matter how much I strain,

it's inside my vein.