I Miss wewe ~ Blink-182

the last poem I wrote bree i science
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Everything I am
Everything I want
wewe are all I’m thinking of
Sitting on the floor
Two feet out the door
You’re all I’m searching for
And even in the darkness of the night
Through the fires arising from hell
You’ll be my light
My protection

Everything I want
Everything I feel
wewe are all I feel it for
imba every verse
Trying to find the words
To tell wewe how I upendo wewe now
And even though we are apart
Separated kwa borders
I’ll be with you

Everything I feel
Everything I say
wewe are always in my mind
Holding wewe in my arms
Keeping wewe from harms
Protecting wewe from life
And even through the storms
Through the blackest blasphemy
wewe will always mean everything to me

I found some stuff in her uandishi notebook, and I think its great. So in her honor here is some stuff...**I did not write any of this credit goes to IsabellaMCullen**

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I was raised in a loving home,

but all I was aliyopewa was broken love.



I went to a small caring school,

but all I got were, broken bones, bruises, bumps, and an escort out.



I lived in a caring community,

but all I saw was tampered judgements, murder, lies, and pure hatred.



I grew up in a life loving town,

but I attended zaidi funerals than birthday parties.



I have come to terms with all of these things,

but there is one thing I have yet to get past...



I have always put my belief into everyone else around me.

So why have wewe yet to believe in me?

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"Every 16 dakika in the U.S. someone dies from suicide...
And every 17 dakika someone is left to make sense of it..."