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Isabelle Emily
Poems
Jun 2015
Bathroom Confession
Locked myself in my bathroom
Blade pressed against my wrist.
Weeping out my life regrets
Slicing till to there's nothing left.
Oh, what a sin
I commit
I'll sit right here
With nothing left
Mother, I'm sorry.
Don't blame me
I was weak.
I'll love you
I'll watch over you from up above
Till there's nothing left
I won't hurt you.
Mother please, forgive me.
It wasn't you
It was me.
Oh mother, don't blame me.
I wrote it down, and I feel better.
Written by
Isabelle Emily
26/F/California
(26/F/California)
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