I Miss آپ ~ Blink-182

the last poem I wrote bree i science
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Everything I am
Everything I want
آپ 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
آپ are all I feel it for
Singing every verse
Trying to find the words
To tell آپ how I love آپ now
And even though we are apart
Separated سے طرف کی borders
I’ll be with you

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

I found some stuff in her writing 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 دیا 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 مزید 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 آپ yet to believe in me?

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