A Memoir

I sat here

A needle pinched me
I felt a needle.
One more, and again.

It started as one needle, then another
And suddenly there were needles pinching into me from everywhere.

And then I saw it

An arrow, shot from who knows where
Pierced right through me
And in a breath, with arrows I was punctured all over.

I bled.

Let this blood not flow
Let it be preserved
For once more will I need it
To beat
To love
To laugh
To smile
All over again.

The Heart

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