Insanity

by PruManiaForever

And there's that one point where you fly, you're not even touching the earth. You're just flying, but you can't wait for the fall.

Feet barely touching the ground, that girl flies over the edge. She's somehow managed to slip out of the straightjacket that they loved to make her wear. She's gone. Way past the world she flies, 'cuz she doesn't need to be here anymore. She's useless and weak. A slimy frog. In the middle of her head, there's a giant bald spot. They say stress makes you lose hair. She guesses that's true. They kept her in that white room. She could see her reflection in those walls, so white. She loved her reflection in those white walls; she used to wish that they'd take off the straightjacket so she could just fix herself up. Make her self perfect again. But now she's free of the straightjacket, and she's flying free. Flying off the edge. Until finally, she realizes, she actually is flying. But the only thing she loves more than flying

Is the fall

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