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Wound

I am sex
I am pain
They conjugate
I wear a mask  
My secrets go untold  
I’m a wound  
Starting to scab over  
Unless I pick it  
That’s known to happen
Written by PoetSpeak
Published | Edited 19th Oct 2024
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