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little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
She always was all tea and oranges that came all the way from China
She was thinking of a boy in California who had a couch and a job
She knew what she was doing
She was locked in time
I was tired. It was late. She was Russian.
She was cilantro, jalapeño, habanero. She was the hot plate you must not touch.
She was free
She was the cutest necromancer I ever did see
He stretched out his arms but she was not there
piano outside in the snow. and she was spinning
I lived in interesting times, came to the attention of those in power, and found what I was looking for.
She was an intellectual prostitute, seducing me with profound truisms
She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
She was watching me and I didn’t know it.
She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
To a girl who thought she was moving away
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.
The girl didn't know if she was loved until he said yes.
She was steady
Even the moon was wrong
The virgin was looking apprehensive about the whole ordeal, but for the right amount of cash anyone will take on a horse
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.
He dreamt he was a bulldozer, she dreamt she was alone in an empty bed
Jessica, too tall but still lovely, was not sure she would or should drop the whale
She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
When that cow would walk it was like she was dancing
The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
She always was devious in her beauty
I'm sorry I was speeding, officer, but I really have to get to the hospital
Existentialism is that girlfriend who cheated on you. Postmodernism is who she was with.
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 flowers smiled, but she was gone
Fast-talking career gal who thought she was one of the boys
She was like a candle in the wind: unreliable
She was cilantro, jalepeno, habanero. She was the hot plate you must not touch.
She Was 18, It Was Summer
she was waylaid by an octopus
He was an ant on an ill-defined mission. She was the trapdoor spider of love.
Because, perhaps she was cold
she can scream so loud you'll be looking for your ears on the floor
I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
It wasn't until later, when I was washing the blood off my hands, I even knew they were dead
This was then, and now I can't even find your grave
She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
She moved so easily all I could think of was sunlight
She was very beautiful. Y'know?
For a lawyer she was surprisingly like a child. Sometimes.
"He was a terrible man," she sobbed, between bites of alimony
I put my head down and hoped to God she wasn't looking at me
When she was new, she rolled around the sky like a black umbrella blown by the wind
She was buttery. She was asking for it. She was delicious. Let's all give in.
She dreamt she was a bulldozer, she dreamt she was alone in an empty field
Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
She was so pleased to learn that she was right
All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
What the hell was she thinking?
The smiles you smiled when you thought no one was looking
I never even went to Las Vegas, and all I got was this lousy t-shirt
The Abridged Edition: She was to one side, he was to the other, an untested bridge between them
When she was bad
She was the seed of a strange tomorrow
She probably thought your first language was English; your real first language was Joyce
I was throwing around useless proverbs when all she needed was to be held and told that she was beautiful
She was a Surrealist Woman, She was like a Figure in a Dream
She was never mine. I always shared her.
I said I was sorry. Then she looked at me.
it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
someday, when she will think back upon the time when she was as yet undishonored
She was so quiet that nobody heard her
A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
(because this was always subconsciously the inspiration, even if I did not know it at the time, and I only realised it just now)
She was pain and pleasure all at once, wrapped up in needles and Ramones T-shirts
The House on the Island Where She Was Born
She grew a little older, while he was telling her
I Was Looking at the Ceiling And Then I Saw the Sky
And when she came back she was nobody's wife
She was too beautiful to be human
She was so tall, and I was so in love
She is and was
She was feminine in the most displaced sense I had ever seen, a known quality refracted through stained glass windows.
She didn't know what outside was anymore.
she was once a stealthy ghostship in the fog, now she shines wherever she walks
Besides the part where she was the only one
She was coming out as he was going in.
Outside the train station she was the only person wearing an Orange raincoat and a look of surprise
It was hard to say hello. It was even harder to say goodbye.
you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
she was just the dry smell of gasoline
I was looking for you
but fuck, it was Sunday and the church bells hadn't even called the faithful
You are looking for someone who does not want to be found. Even if you find them it will not be a success.
Even better than the real thing
Now I, even I, would celebrate...
Even God doesn't have the right to utterly destroy children
Even though I sleep terribly with another body in the bed
Even
not even thirty
"42" is even to any base
Even if we're not together
In your presence even my shadow acquires the sensation of touch
I can't find my feeding tube
Camaros are a poor man's Corvette, and Pontiacs are an even poorer man's Camaro
Even the dead will not be safe
Being solicited for sex by people who don't even know your gender
The Bride Stripped Bare by Her Bachelors, Even
17 year old freshmen should not be given a Visa, even if the Skittles are free
Even In Dreams
Even Years Ago
I don't even know when I am being sarcastic anymore
Even nerds need people skills
I'm not even supposed to BE here today!
Even In The Torrent's Rage
Man will even get used to the gallows
Do we even get one whole egg in a breakfast hockey puck?
Even permutations are not odd
Girls who go home with you when they don't even know your name
Even a stopped clock is right twice a day
I admit confusion. Sometimes it causes my head to ache. Let's not even get into the heart.
Never Give a Sucker an Even Break
Wouldn't it suck to be God's mom and not even get laid in the deal?
Hey, we're Pizza Hut! We've put cheese in places you've never even dreamed of!
even function
lots of small things can fill up a day without you even being aware of it
You couldn't fool your mother on the foolingest day of your life even if you had an electrified fooling machine!
Any function can be represented as the sum of an even function and an odd one
Do you even realize how much your spirit illuminates? It is like stars.
Wanting to hear those quiet, even breaths at four in the morning
That blood... it sang even as it spilled over the curb and crawled cello tremulous along the gutter's grade
Why it is acceptable - even patriotic - to burn an American flag
odd or even
Five is both even and odd
Nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands
Groups of even order
Even the moon likes to change her colors
You make yourself lonely even though you don't have to
I still don't even know you
Even death is beautiful
You're a poet and you don't even know it
Even numbers, odd numbers and the XNOR logical operator
Even I laughed at me when I built this cross-species genetic analyzer. Well I guess I showed myself!
Not a fingerprint, not even a whisper
Writing a solid metaphor and/or simile
Even if they're really good friends, you shouldn't trust a couple hundred friends with your secrets
Even In Death
Even trees die
I do it because it hurts, and then even that is over
The sun even shines on a dog's ass occasionally
Completely implausible circumstances, even by comic book standards
Even Johansen
Even the Queen
even steven (user)
Too much has changed, even while the scenery stays the same.
And I don't even know their names
Even the Elder Gods Fall before the Federal Government
the god that can be killed was never god in the first place
To all that fortune, death, and danger dare, even for an eggshell
even though I wouldn't be able to tell you any of this
they still come to me even though i don't come to them
Even the trees here are scrappy
Even monochrome is not so simple
Round half to even
"Of course humans aren't intelligent. They don't even have glurbleflukers. If you can't glurblefluke, you're not sentient."
Even the tides have more friends than you

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