Chain

​There are chains around me

golden and silver, carved beautifully

sparkling, dazzling

for the world to see

But no one knows

How the inside part looks, feels.
They are pointed, sharp

Digging deep into my flesh

Blood never leaks.

Like needle, they suck my blood

They shine yellow, white

But not Red

The secret is kept.

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