Findings:
- How the bitter old fart chased away the last fair child with any kindness in her heart and declared himself in the greatest ghost town ever created: a parable
- i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
- And her heart stopped beating.
- A salted moment of memories smudged across my face, and I've already forgiven her. It's all over now
- The Dancefloor is our Mother. Her heart beats at 125 BPM.
- The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
- crystal eats her grilled cheese sandwiches with ketchup hearts
- Her heart is in little tiny pieces that are going to blow away.
- She thought about giving him her heart
- He breaks her heart on a daily basis
- she had already found her party
- To her secret heart
- I dug my claws in her heart
- Is this the world of her heart?
- Her hand on my heart
- For Emily, Whenever I May Find Her
- Alice without opening her eyes says You have to stop crying you are shaking the bed.
- As the band laughed, her finger traced his spine, and he folded into her
- They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
- Victoria Wood
- Margaret Thatcher: My Part in her Downfall
- She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
- Calling her absence an example of negative space
- The old man on the bench, for example, made her cry
- Ducks can swim. What about her pearls?
- Zebras painted on her walls
- I set my sister up with her husband, and all I got was this great dress and a trip to Hawaii
- Ruth holding up time with her beauty
- Her strong enchantments failing
- The earth's tears make her smiles bloom
- her persistent aura of entitlement
- when still her eyes held water
- A girl I know had her jaw wired shut, and she vomited.
- hers
- Now I know why I get the urge to kill her
- The Bride Stripped Bare by Her Bachelors, Even
- A Jury of Her Peers: 2
- What makes her so cute?
- See her talk
- I am the child with her nose pressed up against the window.
- Herr Korbes
- An ocean away and here he was, seeping into her
- Bernice Bobs Her Hair VI
- On Her Majesty's Service
- Sleep to Dream Her
- Call her up, tell her how love is not a question.
- wake up and find her still there
- the sonnet what I wrote her
- Wanting only to be the honeysuckle to her butterfly
- she's so virginal in her bodily extortion
- Wouldn't it be nice if I could forget her
- Come out of her, my people, that ye be not partakers of her sins, and that ye receive not of her plagues.
- Mom takes off her cape
- On Her Majesty's Secret Service
- Written in her French Psalter
- She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
- I never called her momma
- And her knee touched mine
- To hear her sing
- On Her Face
- At the Cross her Station Keeping
- serene. She sips her tea
- A rose in candlelight, her curves dance upon the wall
- Her black eyes were surely the source of my angst
- Lady writing a Letter with Her Maid
- In Her Shoes
- When she sleeps, is she not moving her legs aside for an unknown garrison?
- little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
- Kill Her Softly
- as the red star rises, blood and carnage and her slow ascent follows
- A really good sandwich that ideath could make to take to work with her
- To Her Door
- My preconceived view of perfection could not accommodate her.
- I passed her on the street
- She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
- If you loved her, you'd be home by now
- I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
- Can You Forgive Her?
- somewhere her voice in the night whispering leaves
- Admiring the sanctity of her place settings
- And her legs went on forever, like staring up at infinity
- The Nun in her Smock
- Her name is Claire
- her (user)
- The tears of the earth keep her smile in blooms
- in her other life
- His hand speaks a foreign language to her ribs.
- her
- Someone set her face on fire and put it out with an anchor chain
- the small of her back
- The sad thing is, if you get her you'll be sick of her in a year
- I gave her two daisies. This is how I met your mother.
- Make the Moon Cover her Blushing Face
- 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
- At her mirror, his muse
- Electrify her with a studded rubber nub
- I love her backwards
- All of her seconds were unencumbered
- her ardent eyebrows are charcoal scimitars taut above eyes that breeze like open windows
- Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
- The Girl with the Tears in Her Eyes
- Her Majesty's Revenue and Customs
- Elusive, her favourite perfume
- That week with her was like drinking bubbles
- When you can almost recognize her face, but you can't remember her name
- Her Majesty's Loyal Opposition
- Things you can tell just by looking at her
- I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
- Bathe her and bring her to me
- If you really care about someone, do not tell her to fuck off
- Helping people cheat
- I hide in the darkness of the cry that comes from her throat
- Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
- The Nymph Complaining for the Death of her Faun
- Her way to the top
- Silver drops her vermeil cheeks depaint
- the pelican in her piety
- She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
- Her picture in my wallet, fading, fraying, the face that launched a thousand emotions
- why she makes her wishes at 7:07
- Her Majesty's Government
- When I look into her eyes, I no longer care about what the world thinks. This is what it feels like to be alive.
- It's been an hour. I still love her.
- The Lark and Her Young Ones
- Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
- I was sure it was her
- Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
- Sleepless amid her ships, her houses, her incalculable wealth
- My mother wants her mother to die
- Bernice Bobs Her Hair
- Lucy Thinks Ricky Is Trying to Murder Her
- Center of her own attention
- Life's a Bitch and I'm Her Pimp
- Her photography captured little beautifuls and me
- Elizabeth I's decision to deal with her financial problems
- It clings to her like dedication in the rain
- Taking advantage of her good nature
- Bleed to Love Her
- he doesn't know, but her eyes widen too far
- Her novice beauty
- she lit her thumb on fire
- Her Royal Highness
- river, in all his innocent beauty and home in hers
- A New Student and Her Father
- She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
- Performing her communion with quick slashes up and down her arm
- He gave her a daisy
- November on her way to winter
- The words beneath her words
- Her presumptive green lipstick shown across the room
- Slap Her... She's French
- Herr Lehmann
- green blood excites her Japanese sweaters
- What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, that he should weep for her?
- Jacqueline and Her Cat
- My hands on her back; slipping into sleep
- Now she's in my doorway, accusing me with her soft breasts and long legs, strong hips.
- About the things you could not show her
- Her hair was seaweed and the Pacific wind sang
- Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
- I remember when it was me who made her skin flush
- I still find strands of her hair in bed
- She flies with her own wings
- A soft wonder bites her lips
- Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
- I am a mental construct in her head
- She grew a little older, while he was telling her
- Of how Signy sent the Children of her and Siggeir to Sigmund
- Just kiss her
- Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
- The one the queen keeps her eye on
- And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
- you laugh and then you cry but you're still laughing but you miss her so damn much
- Every time that I tell her that I love her, I can taste my own hypocrisy
- I feel like I don't know her for a moment. It passes.
- Trace a map along her arm
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