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                 I felt the terror of loathing towards myself,
                 I f elt the t       er  r or of loa        thing t       o  w  ar  ds m      y  self   ,
                 The day you suppressed the gleam in me.
                 T  he da      y y   ou suppr           essed the gleam in me                          .

                                                                                      y ta
                                                      t of y
                                                on
                                                                ou with m
                                  ed in fr
                                                                                             tt
                I stagger
                                                                                                     ed
                                                                                                 er

                I staggered in front of you with my tattered
                              hear      t , and m        y fr   a y  ed clothes           .
                              heart, and my frayed clothes.
                              I scr
                                                      , ba
                                       eeched
                                                              wled

                                                                        , pleaded
                              I screeched, bawled, pleaded
                                                   a
                                                  r

                                                                                            ,

                                                                          er in y
                                                      tic monst
                                                                                      ou
                             But the erratic monster in you,
                             But the er
                                                                       en

                                    v
                                                        y innoc
                                 a
                             Craved for my innocent gleam.
                                                                            t gleam.
                                              or m
                             C
                                      ed f
                                r
                          nd those unc
                                                                               allies and
                       And those uncontrollable rallies and
                       A

                                                           tr
                                                      on
                                                               ollable r
               conventions of reporters who were ready to
               c on    v en    tions of r        epor      t ers who w            er  e r  eady t       o
                                     celebrate my adversity,
                                     c elebr      a t e m     y adv      ersit    y ,
                                                                                              t
                                                                               er
                                                                                     or af
                                                                                   r

                                                          eeling of t
                But I sustained this f
                                                                                                er all
                But I sustained this feeling of terror after all
                                                                        .
                                                                ears

                                                 these years.
                                                 these y
                                                               e the same falt
                                 w I am no mor
                                                                                                  ing
                                                                                              er
                 A
                     nd no
                 And now I am no more the same faltering
                                              unsteady child.
                                              unst     eady child            .
                                                                    - MINNAH AYOOB,
                                                                    - MINNAH A             Y  OOB     ,
                                                                           MIT   , Y  EAR      1
                                                                           MIT, YEAR 1
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