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TextileA train crashes through the trees,
I hold it in my arms.
As my demon sits on my chest,
Choking out all breath.
A death grip on Abstraction,
Remembering the day we dyed.
Where could you be on this dark night?
Once Upon a Time...Why is this so hard?
My heart is broken and Im torn up inside.
Everyone else has taken a step forward,
And Im slipping back.
Whyd this hit me so hard?
They all tell me, Life goes on
It does, but Im not living it.
Something so insignificant to everyone else,
Hit me so hard.
My world has been rocked,
Slipping over the edge
No one understands.
"Move on, Let it go," they scream,
But they've never even heard my story.
They have never felt what I've felt.
They'll never understand these tears,
Frankly, I barely understand any of this.
All I know is what I'm feeling,
And what has been felt.
My eyes never saw past that day,
And now, It's weird to look back from beyond and know what I've missed.
When you've poured yourself into something so long,
It's hard not to become attached.
I'm sorry to say, but nothing will ever be the same.
Every piece of me rebels against this change.
My eyes are blinded from the purpose in this.
Don't judge me because you don't under
the heart of StoneOh my beating heart,
What has the world done to you?
It pulled you away,
Enticing you with sweet, sweet lies.
Youve been ravaged,
Left in pieces.
What has happened to the innocence?
The child I once knew has grown up all too fast.
The person left in its place,
Is left to face this world alone.
But as a child you reach out,
You search for embrace,
Letting it linger a second longer,
Within the arms that truly love you.
Oh, my heart of Stone,
Find solace in these words:
Youll never be alone.
Twisted Metal and StringWhen did my heart become twisted metal and string?
That night I placed it in your hand.
I am AtlasAtlas -- with the world draped on your shoulders
Where do you turn?
When your life shatters like an egg,
Where do you find your Yoke?
Childlike innocence falling from over burdened eyes
As the world breaks backs,
Shrouding the days to come with darkness.
The Folly of Pride.
We were never mean to bear this burden alone.
Atlas -- At your breaking point,
Will you swallow your "strength"
And admit your weakness?
Relinquish your oppression:
The world is but a marble in His hands.
Breathe easy for The Sculptor knows your pain.
He will not leave you in your misery.
Take up His Yoke
And find solace in His Promises.
Let This Lamp guide you in your blindness.
Atlas -- find your freedom in submission.
In the MirrorLook in the mirror,
Who do you see?
You are there,
Looking back at me.
Have you seen?
Do you know?
How Much a stranger's life,
Can parallel your own.
I've heard the stories,
My eyes have taken in,
Piecing together the life,
How different we've been.
Lost within this mind
Sybil living in disguise,
You know the kind.
Afraid of everything in the world,
And the people that surround.
Living within these walls,
This unique solace we've found.
If observations ring true,
The question now stands:
Would you bear your soul to me,
And place your heart in my hands?
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