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She started as a marble block.
Her very core - clean and untouched; without a blemish.
And then The Sculptors started chipping away.
And she was no longer a pure form of swirling beauty.
And as those Sculptors made more and more mistakes,
She became more and more unrecognizable.
The Sculptors turned her, clean and pure, into a mess of gnarled matter.
And then the block,
upset with what she was becoming,
decided to start chipping away as well.
She wanted to fix herself; to get better.
She chipped and chipped to try and erase
errors The Sculptors before her had created.
But she was an inexperienced, naive artist.
And she was not careful with herself.
And she chipped away too much.
She found herself a shell of what she was before.
She found herself
more messy,
more broken.
And she chipped until she was a pile of dust on the floor.
Then she waited.
She waited for a breeze to come through and carry her away.
See, she knew all along what she was doing.
She wasn’t happy so she hid behind a smile.
She hid behind a picture of self-improvement,
And she pushed herself to non-existence.
But maybe she had good reasons.
Because when the breeze came along, she was just caught up in the wind.
And now no more Sculptors can damage her.
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that was deep. it was beautiful.
ReplySad and beautiful.
ReplyKeep sharing your beauty.It calms mind and soul.
ReplyWow just Wow this is so powerful thanks for sharing this.
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