The Safety Pin
The little yellow duck stands guard
making sure the pin stays in its place
The cold, smooth metal when it meets bare skin
takes one quick stab at the surface below
It leaves a mark behind as a reminder
warning you not to forget its bite
With every glance at the mark
comes a reminder of the scream you let out
The high pitched shrill,
the one you would never admit to
The memory of that very rich, salty taste
of dark red as it touched your lips being returned
Given time the mark will disappear,
but the memories will linger on for a lifetime.
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