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Hatred
by Ishika Seth
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  I am born
and "it" is born with me
making me shiver on the warm summer day
pressing me to its bosom
while I cried...

I am an adolescent now
"it" clings to me like a second skin
I'm unable to escape it...

I grow up
"it" has grown too
it's no longer a part of me
it is me
my skin, my blood, my soul
Like a monster living inside me
gnawing at my being
ripping my soul, feeding on me

I die
just another woman in another town
it merely embraces another
We are born, we grow up and die
but the hatred lives on...
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August 25, 2000
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