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When he was five, his father made him murder his imaginary friend.
When he was little, he laughed in his sleep.
I don't know where he gets his words but I like them
I am sorry but when you were talking I was admiring the shape of your lips and evaluating their kissability
I knew enough about him to know his name and what kind of snowball he could make
The Marlboro Man died of cancer, but he wasn't a rocket scientist when he was healthy, ha ha ha.
judge a captain not by his shipwrecks, but by whether or not he blames the sea
I'm the only person who'd ever told him to his face he was beautiful.
He had a prison of brass built in the hole, and then, when it was finished, he locked up his daughter
If a frog had wings, he wouldn't kick his tail when he jumped
I will make him promises, but not ones I am afraid to break
when I am King, we will have no such things, but, my lads, if the old king my father were dead, we would be all kings.
Is it fair for him to love me when she craves his touch?
He stretched out his arms but she was not there
He comforted me when he thought I needed it, but never when I really did
She doesn't know what he sees, but sometimes it makes his face beautiful
It's not so much that I like him as a person God, but as a boy he's very handsome
before the internet when teen had REAL relationship the boy could look at the girl and judge the diameter of her thorax with his feelers and determine whether the mating ritual could commence but NO MORE. evil woman use her computer sorcery
He forgets I am my own fierceness; it's not for him
somewhere, when I realize who I am
When you see smoke under the Golden Gate Bridge
I don't know what he was listening for, but he wasn't listening
I walk triumphantly through a sea of dead things. I am their master.
Of King Sigmund's last battle, and of how he must yield up his sword again
When Chopin finished a piece he stopped writing it
When I am pinned and wriggling on the wall
that moment of panic when you flush the toilet but nothing goes down
So says the preacher man, but... I don't go by what he says
It is important go out for a late walk in the new snow
why is the great man great? he keeps on running through a world of his own.
I look better when I am wet
And yet, when the warm breeze of spring greets my face and the sunlight does not make me shield my eyes, I know I am not alone.
The bastards hung me in the spring of '25, but I am still alive.
I am a mathematician, but I am also an artist
I can't remember when I fell but I love it down here
That man has writer's block but I don't know if I'm him right now
He will have the taste of warm ripe fruit in his mouth
It's just the way that he walks
He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
he gives rest unto him who comes at the eleventh hour
He made me promise I would do this when I was next sad. So I promised myself I would not be sad again.
When a man lies he murders some part of the world
I cried when he threw away the paper towel on top of the microwave
As I looked back, he was reveling in his own feces
I, even I, am he who knoweth the roads through the sky, and the wind thereof is my body
the rock here is strange. it moves when i am not looking.
I'm not really okay with being hated for what I am. It's hard to take. But it's still better than being loved for something I'm not.
It will be good when I am leader
Sometimes when I am wearied suddenly,
I learned never to empty the well of my writing, but always to stop when there was still something there in the deep part of the well, and let it refill at night from the springs that fed it.
Seeking the recluse but not finding him
He thinks I don't, but I do
He smiles but it's not real.
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.
Sorry to eat and run, but I've got to go stop Lincoln from killing Hitler in his crib
Things you don't want to hear (but will) when you get into bed with a girl
I am in love with so much more than your body heat, but let's start there
To me he is a daisy and I keep trying to count his petals
Why would he want a writer when he could have a dancer?
In the end, he could quiet his mind only by dying
He was confirming to himself that they were laughing with him after all
All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
It was late when he came home; it woke you up
"I see," said the blind man to his deaf wife as he picked up his hammer and saw
Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
He is honest and forthright with strangers. He reserves his lies for his family
Meanwhile, the PILOT, who has been laughing hysterically through the entire sequence, finally loses it. He falls out of his chair and bangs his head against the panel, causing the ship to lose control and crash into a nearby planet
he did not look back. he walked slowly. he might stop at any time.
He throws his heart down like a gauntlet
When he became an old man
He's a feminist. He tells that to all his mistresses.
Noni and his Golden Serenaders
To tell the truth I am never happier than when I am a kangaroo
Also, when I am angry, my eyes flash fire, whether I growl or not.
When I am an old woman
I am but higher
When you fly like thunder, I am reminded of Icarus and Bellerophon. How does your myth end?
I am an adventurer not by choice, but by fate
The truth and who I am when I look at it
Am I the only one who walks alone under moonlight without fear?
I am most faithless when I most am true.
I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together
When I am King
When am I an adult?
He Has Left Us Alone But Shafts of Light Sometimes Grace the Corner of Our Rooms
The good guys and the bad guys were on the back of the boat and I swear I only turned my back for a MINUTE but when I came back, they'd killed Mozart.
Spikey the Werm may be a Werm, but he's got quite an imagination nonetheless!
He may be a son-of-a-bitch, but he is our son-of-a-bitch
We'd kill him, but it probably wouldn't solve anything
When you can almost recognize her face, but you can't remember her name
When you get to the top, I know what it'll seem like. But there IS someone there. There IS someone there.
I Am He that Aches with Love
An army of slippers but only two feet
Someone has writer's block but I don't know if I'm him right now
For every rich man who tries to leave this world for a better one with his fancy tomb surrounded by mourners, there are many more who perish alone in the cold, forgotten by all but God.
Don't kill your invisible husband to see what he looks like or you'll sob your heart out. But don't worry about the millions of invisible men coming to attack your village because they won't kill you if you don't know how to fight them.
I like electronic music, but I am not a raver.
I am blind when I want to be
And we killed him and he's dead.
He flops over and bonks his head
I don't want to be a weeping mass of emotion, but I am
If he's late, you can always start without him
As the band laughed, her finger traced his spine, and he folded into her
He's dead, Jim. You grab his wallet, I'll grab his tricorder.
He Had Not Where To Lay His Head
I'm not HIS sister; he's MY brother
So I was balls deep in the guy's ass that night when he turns to me and asks for a kiss. Damn. What a fag.
He is so heavy when he whispers
I married him because he was not mean
She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
When the principal laughs so hard he can't suspend you
When silence isn't golden
I saved his life. He does not know it.
He lived in southern California with his tanned, powdered mother
I am no doubt moving. The question now is not where, but how. My life changes everyday. Big deal.
The Last Thing He Expected to Happen to Him in Hollywood
Don't believe the florist when he tells you that the roses are free.
He found a liquid cure for his landlocked blues
He who does not forget his first love will not recognize his last
Zip him back up, he sucks.
Sorry, but I AM my fucking khakis
he likes to watch you walk
It's easier to kick a praying man, because he's on his knees already
What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, that he should weep for her?
He weaves his words
I need my heel to heal, but I also need to walk
I may be lying in the gutter, but I am looking up at the stars
When I am stronger than now
I know I am but summer to your heart,
I am clothed when other people go almost naked through the frozen cities in winter
I love you, even when I am heartless
I am nothing but my sins
I need these blue and black halos for comfort, to remind me where I am, who I am, when I am
Sometimes, when I am looking, no one is beautiful
I am many things, but I am not that strong
I walk on ill-laid planks and rusty gratings; I am waiting for my fall
I know you are, but what am I?
I am thinking it's a sign that the freckles in our eyes are mirror images and when we kiss they're perfectly aligned
When I am dead, my dearest
I am afraid to write tonight, but I must.
So runs my dream; but what am I?
I am a freakin' dynamo when it comes to adding single-digit numbers
I was once smaller than a jellybean, but now look at me - I am macroscopic!
I am but a moth before your flame
as you get older, a lot falls away. but i am not here to tell you not to worry. i am here to give you tools.
i am writing a path to my true self, for when i am lost
I know you're up there. I am but a discontented symbol birthed from the blood of your terrible pen.
i am looking for Morpheus. have you seen him?
I keep thinking I'm so tough but I rarely care enough to prove it. So am I really tough then? Or does every dog just have its day?
i carry a deep sadness of the past, perhaps always. but i am here for the present and the future. i am here for you.
I am afraid to breathe or shut my eyes but I do both.
i know you are but what am i
Forgive me for who I am when I wake up
he touched me then, but I forgot to feel
What am I doing here when I could be swimming with the dolphins?
The object of war is not to die for your country, but to make the other bastard die for his
What do girls think about guys when they catch guys staring at their breasts, but the guy is actually trying to read her shirt?
Poetry you found that you wrote when you were ten but secretly still like
But life is hard when the written word is your first language
I'm sorry I was speeding, officer, but I really have to get to the hospital
When you have a trip planned, but don't go, you need to cancel your reservations
He learned to dance from emus but he learned to love from seraphim
It’s memories that I’m stealing, but you’re innocent when you dream
Mr. Potato Head Sprouted. He got moldy. Now he's all dried up, but he's still up in the cabinet.
Man is but the imprint of his native landscape
He had fallen in love, but I'm pretty sure the hellhound was only in it for the belly rubs
I don't even know when I am being sarcastic anymore
but you had his eyes and that was sort of almost enough
He was born with the gift of logic but the inability to use it
I didn't have the heart to tell him I was lying about taco night, but at least the hellhound made some friends
I always imagine those surrounded by time, but I walk on top of it.
In Which Ethel Gao Gets Off His Butt and Accepts the Call
he doesn't know, but her eyes widen too far
I am capable of poetic language, but not always of poetry
Oedipus-Schmedipus, as long as he loves his mother
How many times has God twiddled his thumbs before he put vertebrates on the Earth?
He Died with a Felafel in His Hand
How the Old Woman Took Care Of Candide, and How He Found the Object of His Love
I'll be happier when the rain stops. But I know I'd be miserable if it never rained again.
The one he murdered once still loves him
I thought he was a man but he was just a little boy
He's not cute, as in good looking, but he's got a cute psychosis
This is immensely rewarding when successful, but can be an extremely intensive and difficult thing to develop and practice
Sometimes, when no one is looking, I am beautiful
When I am an old man

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