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Mar 2015
i am atlas,
with the weight of the world on my shoulders
three of them
their life
and her life
and his life

i am atlas,
bending crushing sinking to the floor
and unable to let go
because
that means
nothing good for any of us

i am atlas,
and i am almost through
barely breathing barely holding everything up
i am atlas
and i am ready to shrug
i can't do this for much longer i just can't not for you and not for her and not for him
rook
Written by
rook  Winston - Salem
(Winston - Salem)   
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   Jamie King
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