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Acupuncture

Musical hands of yours,

precise and delicate;

Place another needle

in that exact part of my soul,

Place another needle

numb my judgement again.

I may complain a little,

there is barely any pain,

Place your hair-thin needles,

Secret-thin—

In the beating part of my chest

Microwounds I cannot locate

I don’t know where it aches

How can I stop the bleeding?

Where can I apply pressure?

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dianaligh
29 / F
Published
Apr 15
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#acupuncture#hurt
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