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joanna-curtis
joanna-curtis
English Jojo, 16, blue eyes, brown hair, i love reading, writing, food, cake, bacon sandwiches, baths with bubbles, baths with candles, baths with both, baths with neither, lying in my garden when it rains, stand up comedy, equality, hoodys, jeans, bracelets, my bed, my pajamas- all manner of things i guess :)
The woman on the clifftop dreamed that she could fly she longed to be an angel to soar up in the sky she planned her journeys carefully all the places she would go as soon as she had her feathery wings as soft and white as snow the villagers all laughed at her and told her she was mad that perhaps she should jump off the bridge (to be rid of her they'd be glad) but the woman did not care and her dream stuck in her mind as she thought of all the places and the secrets she would find she took a step towards the edge and flung herself at the sky and whispered as she slowly fell "God please help me fly" the woman on the clifftop disappeared that day and as her body was never found the people often say "she was a mad old woman who dreamed that she could fly she longed to be an angel to soar up in the sky no one knows what happened to her and when the church bell rings we look up at the sky and hope that God gave her her wings"
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Jul 22, 2011
Jul 22, 2011 at 2:00 PM UTC
The Woman on the Clifftop