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Published: Oct 1, 2007

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I’m sorry.
Did you check the blinds?
I’m sorry.
Did I turn off the toaster?
I’m sorry,
My hands are dirty.
I’m sorry,
I can’t help it.
I’m sorry.
Are you sure the door is locked?
I’m sorry,
but you know we can’t leave if the door’s not locked
I’m sorry.
Where’s my pen?
I’m sorry.
Where did you put it?
I’m sorry.
It has to be here, or I can’t think.
I’m sorry!
Yes, this spot!
I’m sorry.
I should go.
I’m sorry.
It’s 8:53 and I go to bed at 10:00.
I’m sorry
Yes, every night.
I’m sorry.
I know.
It’s not my fault.
I’m sorry.
I just am.
I’m sorry
that I obsess.

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This is another of the poems that I wrote for my psych class last semester. It's not as good as the arachnophobia one, so it didn't get turned in for credit. Just thought I'd post it for kicks.

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Kolaida

Dec 28, 2015

Love this especially the bed tine thing. I'm kinda like that still. Peopel wont understand why I cant go out. Because I have to be in bed at a certain time!!!

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