My soul is liquid
My life water
It flows over all the rocks
Around the boulders
Pulling pebbles here and there
Freezing in space
Hurtling towards the sun
Once you go there
You can never come back
My soul whispers to the wind
My life snapshots in time
Photos with the same back ground
Whispering back to me
Take from the same spot
At different times of the year
My soul is a rock
My life marble
Chipped by a chisel
Making me who I am not
Maybe a piece of art to some one
But never a master piece to all
All the chipped pieces
Left on the floor
Who I once was broken
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