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I used to bow my head and fold my hands and close my eyes the rules were very important                  the game was to play by the rules to watch your mouth                        wear shorts under your dress never lie                 never yell                                  in dreams                              that bearded menace sat on the Golden skyline                                and wrote down what I had done wrong                  the rules I had broken and screamed my sinners song into small ears     that night, I climbed the staircase,         I would fly,                          I had planned to fly.         every cell lifted me to the top of the        staircase with the eagerness of the adventure I got to the top             stood on the rail     balanced like a swan                           and as my young knees bent to leap to the sky                              above the black lit dark,   I heard that law mans                                     booming dissent Jillian, don't play God                                          and I didn't.
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Nov 11, 2015
Nov 11, 2015 at 2:59 AM UTC
the staircase
I used to bow my head and fold my hands and close my eyes the rules were very important                  the game was to play by the rules to watch your mouth                        wear shorts under your dress never lie                 never yell                                  in dreams                              that bearded menace sat on the Golden skyline                                and wrote down what I had done wrong                  the rules I had broken and screamed my sinners song into small ears     that night, I climbed the staircase,         I would fly,                          I had planned to fly.         every cell lifted me to the top of the        staircase with the eagerness of the adventure I got to the top             stood on the rail     balanced like a swan                           and as my young knees bent to leap to the sky                              above the black lit dark,   I heard that law mans                                     booming dissent Jillian, don't play God                                          and I didn't.
jillian-jesser
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Nov 11, 2015
Nov 11, 2015 at 2:59 AM UTC
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