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MacKinzi Atwell Feb 2018
Music to you may just be
words that sound cool with a beat.
Music to me is an escape from
the world and even from myself.
Music speaks to me in
a way no one can.
When I sing the words flow
like the sea calm but rough at times.
When I am hurting or sad
music is my getaway.
Music comforts me like
a mother holding and loving
her first born baby and the
soft lullaby resting on the
lips of the mother.
My life is set to music.
God made the earth and
everything on it.
But he made me for a reason
to spread the word
of him through music.
Music is my life and will forever be.
MacKinzi Atwell Feb 2018
Umbrella of love.
Shield from all the rain and pain.
Hope lost long ago.
Umbrella colored in hope.
Love the umbrella of love.
MacKinzi Atwell Feb 2018
Butterfly of hope.
Butterfly fly away free.
Wish upon your wing.
MacKinzi Atwell Feb 2018
Nothing is nothing
I try to speak but nothing comes out
Gasp for air nothing
Pray and hope for love but nothing
Having nothing scares me
The idea of nothing terrifies me
Like a child in bed scared of the darkness
I’m scared to dream
Scared sleep
Scared to eat
Scared i’m not good enough
Scared of not having anything
In the end i have everything
I could imagine
My life is as God made it
MacKinzi Atwell Feb 2018
Scared to dream
For what I might find
May never be forgiven
We dream of the perfect love
But is there such a thing
We hope for the perfect life and love
Like a little girl wishing of
becoming a princess
But that dream never comes
Heart shattered like glass
Never able to be restored
A love so tender.
MacKinzi Atwell Feb 2018
The day we met I knew,
we were meant to be,
Or so I thought.
I just knew you were,
the one for me,
But you weren’t.
We laughed and
smiled together,
Was it all fake?
You said I love you,
I said it back!
Were they just words to you?
Cuz those words
meant the world to me.
We were the couple of the school.
But they couldn’t see the
truth that I saw.
Remember when you said I love you?
You lied.
MacKinzi Atwell Feb 2018
Map
I am yours
I am the stars
  to your sky
I am yours as the
  river is the oceans
I am the tear to
  your eye
I am the oxygen
  to you lung
All relay off of each other
Each one needs the
  other to survive.
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