Help me to explain one poem

幫我解釋一下e篇野(5好系網上翻譯)
My Pain By Ted Scheu

It doesn't hurt with sudden screams,
like cuts, or stings, or scrapes.
It doesn't help to cover it
with bandages and tapes.

It doesn't make me howl like
I'm waiting foe a shot,
or when I touch my finger
to the stove when I should not.

It isn't like those frozen brains
you get some summer day
when ice-cream burns behind your eyes
then quickly melts away.

It's more a steady soreness
like a nasty, nagging blister.
If you have got a pain like mine,
it's probably your sister.




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