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Nov 2018
This is my last poem
So I will make it great
I wished I could’ve seen
Look on your face
When you found me
Unconscious and no breath to take
For this a simple reason
I couldn’t been saved
I drowned in stress and depression
With is no one to blame
So don’t put rip on anything
Cause it was meant this way
And to my friends
I’m sorry that I let you down
I wasn’t always happy when I was around
And to my parents
I should’ve let you in
And to my brothers and sisters
I wasn’t strong as you think
I’m sorry, but you aren’t to be blamed.
Jamiela Washington
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Jamiela Washington  20/F/South Carolina
(20/F/South Carolina)   
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