Findings:
- Every time that I tell her that I love her, I can taste my own hypocrisy
- does she need to touch her own face to know?
- She flies with her own wings
- She knows no truth except her own.
- Every single day is its own apocalypse. Every time we fall asleep is an extinction.
- She practices her speech
- it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
- He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
- She, the Last Leviathan. She, the Station Agent. Chin on her Palm, she Watches Every Departure.
- Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
- She was locked in time
- A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
- She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
- You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
- She is willing to attempt to retrieve the data. Go with her.
- She always confused her greys with white.
- She keeps her lies everywhere
- The first time I saw her
- Where was her angel all those times the sky clouded over
- Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
- the way she wears her weary
- I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
- why she makes her wishes at 7:07
- She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
- She grew a little older, while he was telling her
- She Called in Her Soul to Come and See
- She disappeared as if he had only dreamed her
- On her own
- Her sleeves ride up on her arms when she moves
- She crashed her car trying to avoid a butterfly
- she lit her thumb on fire
- I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
- You shine in the eyes of lovers we complicate, accidentally, lending our own critiques and eyebrows to time
- Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
- It will be a love story ... for she will be my heroine for all time
- Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
- Each time she tells you this, she is lying.
- she left her handwriting all over the calendar
- Looking back from time to time, her tears falling fast
- She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
- She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
- At night, her eyes closed, she would
- I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
- She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
- She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
- she had already found her party
- She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
- She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
- She was so quiet that nobody heard her
- She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
- A Leela of Her Own
- Young Virgin Auto-Sodomized by Her Own Chastity
- She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
- She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
- I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
- A woman of her times
- You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
- She nicknamed her vagina "Crusty"
- I would have attempted to draw her if she had stayed that way.
- a shade of her own features
- Each month I love in her own way
- She thought about giving him her heart
- she gave her heart to a falling star
- A queen in her own sense
- little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
- When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
- She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
- It's never really the past; it's always a version of your own time.
- A chorus of phones each time she calls
- She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
- I don't like her because she won't like me
- She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
- Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
- Another bed she does not own
- serene. She sips her tea
- I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
- All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
- Telling Anna you love her the first time
- She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
- I ran over an old woman with her own car
- Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
- She always was devious in her beauty
- She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
- She wears her failed relationships like a shield
- The portion of her face she allows me to see
- The Soul selects her own Society
- She was never mine. I always shared her.
- She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
- She Will Have Her Way
- And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
- Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
- The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
- When she sleeps, is she not moving her legs aside for an unknown garrison?
- It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
- Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
- She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
- 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
- i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
- if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
- They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
- Ruth holding up time with her beauty
- She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
- What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
- I like it when I dream of her. It's the only time we get to talk.
- Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
- Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
- She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
- 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.
- her first time
- A girl I know had her jaw wired shut, and she vomited.
- She asked me to read her a poem
- i kissed her one last time, then walked out of her life forever
- She said her father died of cancer in the sixties
- She asked me if I loved her and I showed her the tattoo
- Her heart's too real to not have its own beat
- She smokes. It wraps around her wrists and clings to her neck.
- She is a night of dark trees, but he who is not afraid of her darkness will find banks full of roses under her cypresses
- My own personal time capsule of lives
- I gave her my heart, she tore it apart, and who gives a fart.
- you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
- 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 does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
- Laid down on the bed that wasn't her own
- She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
- while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
- Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
- someday, when she will think back upon the time when she was as yet undishonored
- she seems bored with me after all this time
- She really does want to clap along, but at the same time she doesn't want to let the bird get out.
- History of His Own Time
- Once upon a time, I imagined she would be a river
- This is the first time she's texted me since the morning she left.
- Hot pursuit
- geniuses in our own time
- 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.
- The Wheel of Time has collapsed under the weight of its own bloated corpse
- She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
- her
- Her braid; I obeyed
- The Lark Burying Her Father
- The Woman and Her Hen
- The Lark and Her Young Ones
- I don't think of her
- I can see her face
- Things you can tell just by looking at her
- Take Her up to Monto
- The Author to Her Book
- My love in her attire doth show her wit
- putting on her makeup
- I daydream of her
- His 'N' Hers
- For Emily, Whenever I May Find Her
- A really good sandwich that ideath could make to take to work with her
- The Old Woman And Her Pig
- Stand in the doorway and watch her
- The Saran Wrap Dominatrix and Her Cellophane Bondage Slave
- Since I left her
- A Jury of Her Peers: 2
- The sad thing is, if you get her you'll be sick of her in a year
- A New Student and Her Father
- Including her knees and a dragon made from a sock
- her eyes
- watching her dance
- Her hands on my back; slipping into sleep
- dance with her
- I met Death face to face, and I mocked her!
- I never called her momma
- Bathe her and bring her to me
- I still find strands of her hair in bed
- Her knees
- A man who never sees a pretty girl without loving her a little
- Property of Her Majesty The Queen
- What do girls think about guys when they catch guys staring at their breasts, but the guy is actually trying to read her shirt?
- Somewhere someone is tired of taking her shit
- As the band laughed, her finger traced his spine, and he folded into her
- My preconceived view of perfection could not accommodate her.
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