(depressed version of (un)bound)
wondering lifelessly though the land
blood dripping from her hands
looking up to the heavens
a silent plea wretched within a broken soul
falling from where one once stood so boldly
on the sand.
On shakey knees she sat
blood stained hands shadeing a cold
lifeless face, her weeping a sound of
silence,
creating tiny pools of blood and tears into
the ash like sand.
The glow that use to surround her,
had long faded away, along with the
innocence that she once had betrayed
her hands fell like lead to the ground in front of her,
leaving finger printed red streaks down her
already tear stained face.
"forgive me for the wrong that i have done, have once did and cannot
change,relieve me of this violent depression i pray"
her voice echoed a crying plea..
a crying plea on deaf ears, a wounded soul on
muted hearts
she stood once more, where she stood so long
ago,
a broken heart that the world had stole,
a broken spirit with no control.
Pyrok1tty Community Member 
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