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There happens to be a time,

At the moment of truth.

The truth that you seek, 

but the same

you silently shame about. 

The exigency in your words,

the care in your eyes;

I watch as they fade,

superseded by mutilating aggregate of pity, pity, pity.

Hush! Don't you dare 

look into my eyes with commiseration.

Don't you dare 

speak of how sorry you feel;  

For now

I can see a thousand lights 

that was so hard to find.

I won't let your solace 

bring me back to those memories;

Of the hard times I used to blame. 

But i realised it is not my sorrow 

but your pity that weakened me; 

That shadowed over

those thousand lights 

that was lit all this time,

to guide my path out of the debris.

So stay by my side 

even if silence is all you’ve got to offer.

But if pity is in store, 

I plead,

you leave!

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Amina Muthalif
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