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She was like a candle in the wind: unreliable
When she was bad
What the hell was she thinking?
she was waylaid by an octopus
When that cow would walk it was like she was dancing
it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
She was a Surrealist Woman, She was like a Figure in a Dream
the space was filled with love like light and that made me shine as well
She was too beautiful to be human
Because, perhaps she was cold
When she was new, she rolled around the sky like a black umbrella blown by the wind
She was thinking of a boy in California who had a couch and a job
The light on the bottom of the pool that you thought was real when you were a child
She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
someday, when she will think back upon the time when she was as yet undishonored
I said I was sorry. Then she looked at me.
I'm sorry I was speeding, officer, but I really have to get to the hospital
She was locked in time
She didn't know what outside was anymore.
little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
"He was a terrible man," she sobbed, between bites of alimony
She dreamt she was a bulldozer, she dreamt she was alone in an empty field
He stretched out his arms but she was not there
All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
She was very beautiful. Y'know?
born under candlelight just from the edge of a knife, was it a life? or was it a light at all?
She always was devious in her beauty
She was the seed of a strange tomorrow
She was never mine. I always shared her.
Existentialism is that girlfriend who cheated on you. Postmodernism is who she was with.
A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
The House on the Island Where She Was Born
The Abridged Edition: She was to one side, he was to the other, an untested bridge between them
Once upon a time there was light in my life, but now there's only love in the dark
She was free
And when she came back she was nobody's wife
She knew what she was doing
Besides the part where she was the only one
She didn't write like Emily Dickinson, but she did live in a house overlooking a cemetery, and I guess he thought that was important.
She was feminine in the most displaced sense I had ever seen, a known quality refracted through stained glass windows.
She was the cutest necromancer I ever did see
The girl didn't know if she was loved until he said yes.
She was steady
She moved so easily all I could think of was sunlight
Fast-talking career gal who thought she was one of the boys
We light candles on the day she died
In a quiet grove of pines under a frosty sky, he helped her out of the sack. She wore severe white hospital pajamas and was beautiful.
She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
To a girl who thought she was moving away
piano outside in the snow. and she was spinning
She was so pleased to learn that she was right
Jessica, too tall but still lovely, was not sure she would or should drop the whale
She was buttery. She was asking for it. She was delicious. Let's all give in.
For a lawyer she was surprisingly like a child. Sometimes.
She lights everything up. He glows in the dark.
She always was all tea and oranges that came all the way from China
She grew a little older, while he was telling her
The flowers smiled, but she was gone
I was throwing around useless proverbs when all she needed was to be held and told that she was beautiful
She was cilantro, jalapeño, habanero. She was the hot plate you must not touch.
She was an intellectual prostitute, seducing me with profound truisms
Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
She was watching me and I didn’t know it.
I was tired. It was late. She was Russian.
She probably thought your first language was English; your real first language was Joyce
She was pain and pleasure all at once, wrapped up in needles and Ramones T-shirts
She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
She had become a mutton for punishment and he was a wolf
Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
He dreamt he was a bulldozer, she dreamt she was alone in an empty bed
She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
She is and was
She was so tall, and I was so in love
He was an ant on an ill-defined mission. She was the trapdoor spider of love.
Outside the train station she was the only person wearing an Orange raincoat and a look of surprise
She was coming out as he was going in.
She was cilantro, jalepeno, habanero. She was the hot plate you must not touch.
She Was 18, It Was Summer
she was just the dry smell of gasoline
you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
she was once a stealthy ghostship in the fog, now she shines wherever she walks
She was so quiet that nobody heard her
I was raised on red pepper and blood. I am so hot if you strike me I will light like a match.
The day she lost the light
your privilege encloses the rest
firmament
The Spacious Firmament on High
Alger Hiss
Hiss
light
light bulb
speed of light
Ray of Light
Bud Light
lower lights
Remain in Light
cure light wounds
Why matter cannot reach the speed of light
light year
Cerenkov light
light at the end of the tunnel
light pollution
Northern Lights
Virtual Light
fluorescent light
There are four lights
Too Much Light Makes The Baby Go Blind
Christmas lights
Dr. Light
Bude light
Drummond light
fill light
back light
Traffic lights that don't stay green long enough for everyone waiting to get through
out like a light
Lights Out
Camel Lights
Compact Fluorescent Light Bulb
Light artillery
Visionaries: Knights of the Magical Light
Light My Fire
light up
Holiday Light Derby
light meter
Best Light
red light
yellow light
green light
ghost light
clamp light
embrace the light
Sky, Water, Light
White Light/White Heat
old chestnut: light switches
answer: light switches
light chaser
light cycle
sex lights
We're all in the dark, just looking for the light
idiot light
light pipe
When we have reached the end of time and light
lights of arbitrary color
spindly arms against a sea of light
sweetness and light
Into the light
Light Anti-Tank Weapon
Shoot Speed Kill Light
John Cassavettes Was No Help At All
Tripping the light fantastic
Ugh, no lights. Make jerky!
Phosphor reading by His own Light
Orange street lights at the playground
emerald light
white light
strip light
Travelling on a beam of light
The green light at the end of Daisy's dock
The day I woke up Faster Than Light
Beam travels faster than speed of light
Salt and Light
Sex by candle light
Child of the Light
There Is a Light that Never Goes Out
swimming toward a source of light
electric light
3.. 6.. 9.. Seconds Of Light
Dancing Lights in Kenora
Your enthralling radiance lights the way for those less lucid than you
Das Blinken Lights

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