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- She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
- she had already found her party
- I don't like her because she won't like me
- She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
- She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
- When she sleeps, is she not moving her legs aside for an unknown garrison?
- She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
- while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
- She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
- the way she wears her weary
- why she makes her wishes at 7:07
- When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
- I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
- it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
- She thought about giving him her heart
- They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
- The portion of her face she allows me to see
- At night, her eyes closed, she would
- She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
- She was so quiet that nobody heard her
- You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
- She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
- This Motion Encompassed in the Touch of Her Lips
- His/her name should coincide with that of the principle he/she discovered
- She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
- She Will Have Her Way
- Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
- I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
- He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
- She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
- Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
- Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
- She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
- I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
- if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
- Susan Goldman, who has cervical cancer, is partly thankful as she braces herself but changes her mind as she's sprayed with burning jet fuel.
- She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
- She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
- 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 left her handwriting all over the calendar
- Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
- She flies with her own wings
- Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
- serene. She sips her tea
- little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
- She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
- She wears her failed relationships like a shield
- i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
- A soft wonder bites her lips
- Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
- her lips on mine
- What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
- Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
- To better imagine the limits of the dried-up Martian sea, little Tatiana found it helpful to shape in her mind a great sinuous contour binding each sad, stranded boat to its neighbor
- It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
- She grew a little older, while he was telling her
- Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
- She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
- She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
- Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
- she doesn't write, doesn't tell you stories, but somehow it's her words that spring to mind at those crucial, terrifying moments, and for that you are eternally grateful
- She was never mine. I always shared her.
- She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
- She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
- A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
- She'd move, breaking the magnetism between her chair and my desk
- All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
- The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
- She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
- She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
- She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
- Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
- I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
- She always was devious in her beauty
- She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
- You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
- I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
- And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
- She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
- She practices her speech
- does she need to touch her own face to know?
- She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
- She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
- Saturday night, the words falling from her lips
- His 'N' Hers
- Funny -- she looks much smaller from outside her head
- From Her to Eternity
- Documenta, the Child-Bride, bares her legs for the Ravenous Wolves of the Grey Hour
- Her smile could light up a three-story building
- Tender girl sipping and planning out her future
- Where was her angel all those times the sky clouded over
- The naked woman raises herself on her elbow and continues her monologue in the direction of the bath
- I can't find her in this house of dust and bones
- A Leela of Her Own
- you can't call her wifey if you met her at the freaknic
- do not look upon her; you shall be blinded
- There is nothing growing here, in the space between she and me
- her
- I do not see her
- Lady Daibu And Her Lover
- Since I left her
- Her Voice
- I don't think I was rude to her, just cold and curt
- These things matter to her
- For my last trick, I made her disappear
- Letting it go to her head
- Bernice Bobs Her Hair II
- Death Becomes Her
- her dopeness (user)
- Her face could make the ocean ache
- knots and ribbons at the ends of her arms
- Taking advantage of her good nature
- her (user)
- Just because I'm nice to her doesn't mean I want to fuck her
- The Abridged Edition: She was to one side, he was to the other, an untested bridge between them
- On Her Majesty's Secret Service
- Say that turning a teenage girl to stone is depriving the world of her
- Calling her number and having a male voice answer
- Herr Bob (user)
- Song of a Young Lady to her Ancient Lover
- To Her Body
- So bashful when I spied her
- I cannot find the right words to tell her this
- To her secret heart
- Today I clean her little fingerprints from my window
- Talk to Her
- Debra Ann's got a tiger in her hips
- I will have her forever but I can't touch her
- The Girl with the Tears in Her Eyes
- The clockwork of her mind is unravelling, bits and pieces coarse with emotion
- She's found the hole in reality. She knows its depth.
- For Emily, Whenever I May Find Her
- Pig on her back
- Somewhere someone is tired of taking her shit
- my baby sleeps on her head
- Tomoko Uemura in Her Bath
- Did You Fuck Her?
- I Saw Her Again Last Night
- Association of Her Majesty's Inspectors of Taxes
- The shrapnel of her self destructive nature
- Dusk and Her Embrace
- He loved her so much, he wanted to do her autopsy
- Winds her knot? I 'ardly know 'er!
- Her hand on my heart
- Now I know why I get the urge to kill her
- Meant For Her
- All acts of love and pleasure are her rituals
- I ran over an old woman with her own car
- Tell Stacey I love her
- How to test if your mother REALLY has eyes in the back of her head
- Bernice Bobs Her Hair III
- I saw her clothes piled on the floor, and I cried for her
- The look in her eyes
- No hero in her sky
- Devil up her sleeve
- The old hands you’ve baked around hers
- Bleed to Love Her
- She's got Zelda Fitzgerald mercury in her veins
- Her Majesty's Loyal Opposition
- Written in her French Psalter
- Someone outlined against the sky, the sun too bright to see her face
- dance with her
- I could hear her thoughts
- To Her Mind
- The colors flow through her like a rainbow
- In her tomb by the sounding sea
- the sky opened above her
- How I invented Anna and made her a character in all my stories
- Seems I might have stolen the blue part of her rainbow, but all I really did was make it bigger, a way bigger blue
- Herr Bob_root (category)
- bone in her teeth
- Jacqueline and Her Cat
- Wanting only to be the honeysuckle to her butterfly
- Her smile, thinking about you
- The Lark and Her Young Ones
- A really good sandwich that ideath could make to take to work with her
- As the band laughed, her finger traced his spine, and he folded into her
- Let Her Go Down
- Fuck and please her like never before with the Stimulator!
- I wonder sometimes if it is milk in her hair, full of sweetness,
- alpha in her blood
- 'twas the telltale tink-tock of marionettes, he felt certain, that jingle-jangled from behind her shower curtain
- The Adventures of The Black Girl In Her Search For God
- The kind who tells you she's bipolar just to make you trust her
- The sun broke off of us and I push her anxious wrists away
- Tomorrow, he must tell her that he doesn't love her anymore.
- tell her your feelings
- The Ground Beneath Her Feet
- Someone set her face on fire and put it out with an anchor chain
- The Bride Stripped Bare by Her Bachelors, Even
- A Jury of Her Peers
- What makes her so cute?
- See her talk
- Tied up tight, like a bride on her wedding night
- so that all her children will be adventurers in light
- A hollow longing in her that will last
- Bernice Bobs Her Hair IV
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