A soul can't rust but maybe it can
A star once appeared and dies when it runing out of fuel
A fruit dies after nobody wanted it
A body dies when the heart stops beating and sudenly the soul have to find another place to rest in peace

The soul never dies

A soul can't tear apart

The soul must be strong as mountains
Mountains stays stil and souls are free and flexible
So it's different

My home on earth is not my only home for sure
I have another home but not on this planet, Not in this body
A home not too far away, but far away from all pain and sorrow
And if you hurt me
the sorrow will be on you and not me
I will leave, you will stay until, you forgive yourself
But you don't have time for that don't you?

I forgive you

Do you?

So rusty souls is a sign of strong tough life experience
Iron react in presence of water and moisture
Purest souls reacts in contact with hurtness and sometimes toxic love what's creating is rust
I can see your rust and it's beautiful

You have come far

> Keep fighting <