She's wearing a long white dress.
She's standing on a rock in the middle of the strong, rough sea.
She's beautiful, really.
She simply yearns for a gentle touch, a kind voice.
She has streaks of blood flowing from her wrists, staining her dress.
She feels the breeze, embracing.
She can taste the saltiness of the sea.
She stands alone, longing to fly with the flock of birds above her.
She tries to move but the shackles on her legs are too heavy.
She longs to scream but she doesn't have the voice.
She's overwhelmed with emotions, emotions that doesn't allow a smile on her face.
She looks above and she wonders what's it like to live in the sky.
She looks around and she only sees water that's stretched out for yards and yards long, inviting.
The dark is coming now.
She feels all alone, cold.
She needs to escape.
So she jumps, and she drowns.
Only then a smile appeared on her face, like a diamond in the dirt, for she's free.
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