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There's a devil in me Her name is Marianne. She's my impulsiveness my scorn my haughtiness and, yes, my insanity. If I'm the balloon the boy let go of, she's the one who murmured to let me go- convinced I could fly But-   I CAN NOT FLY. It is a simple thing. I am no bird. I am no balloon. or maybe i am. but I'm a penguin. or a thin-skinned animal balloon. Perhaps I can run, jump, dance I CAN NOT FLY.  So I must beg the boy, *     don't           let go              of me. please. i'll float too high and       P O P!* Ah, but panting into his other ear is  Marianne. **I wants to try out my wings! I want to  kiss that boy, slap those ******* steal a car, run away to Europe, become a ninja, ride a dragon, and on and on and on. Just let go.** *Let's get this straight, Marianne. I CANNOT FLY. The boy?   doesn't love us Those *******   are people too. That car?    is not ours. Europe?    is expensive Become a ninja?    we're afraid of the dark! Ride a dragon?    they aren't real! and we're afraid of heights! And on and on and on?    where would you stop? I CAN'T FLY! I'm a penguin! I am charming         sweet         graceful, even But-   We will not live your dreams.     please.                        don't let go.* she gasps, **I want to dance! I want to sing! I want to shout! I want to laugh! I want to love! I WANT IT ALL!!! Fling us free, up into the blue yonder! Live fast and die young! We'll live forever-ever-ever! YOU CAN FLY! WE'LL SOAR ABOVE EVERYONE!** i whisper *no.    hang on.    don't let me go.    hold me close. i can not fly*
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Jun 28, 2013
Jun 28, 2013 at 10:27 PM UTC
The Curious Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde (or Civil War)
There's a devil in me Her name is Marianne. She's my impulsiveness my scorn my haughtiness and, yes, my insanity. If I'm the balloon the boy let go of, she's the one who murmured to let me go- convinced I could fly But-   I CAN NOT FLY. It is a simple thing. I am no bird. I am no balloon. or maybe i am. but I'm a penguin. or a thin-skinned animal balloon. Perhaps I can run, jump, dance I CAN NOT FLY.  So I must beg the boy, *     don't           let go              of me. please. i'll float too high and       P O P!* Ah, but panting into his other ear is  Marianne. **I wants to try out my wings! I want to  kiss that boy, slap those ******* steal a car, run away to Europe, become a ninja, ride a dragon, and on and on and on. Just let go.** *Let's get this straight, Marianne. I CANNOT FLY. The boy?   doesn't love us Those *******   are people too. That car?    is not ours. Europe?    is expensive Become a ninja?    we're afraid of the dark! Ride a dragon?    they aren't real! and we're afraid of heights! And on and on and on?    where would you stop? I CAN'T FLY! I'm a penguin! I am charming         sweet         graceful, even But-   We will not live your dreams.     please.                        don't let go.* she gasps, **I want to dance! I want to sing! I want to shout! I want to laugh! I want to love! I WANT IT ALL!!! Fling us free, up into the blue yonder! Live fast and die young! We'll live forever-ever-ever! YOU CAN FLY! WE'LL SOAR ABOVE EVERYONE!** i whisper *no.    hang on.    don't let me go.    hold me close. i can not fly*
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Jun 28, 2013
Jun 28, 2013 at 10:27 PM UTC
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