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• When I growl, the sound echoes like thunder all through the valleys and woodlands, and children tremble with fear, and women cover their heads with their aprons, and big men run and hide.
• I kicked the Martian in his otherworldly balls, and he screamed like the solar wind howling through a planetary magnetosphere
• These dead open their bodies to the living like a door
• All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
• The universe was cold and dead and all the best aspects of humanity and its appreciation of the world were stored in electronic boxes
• your devils and your gods, all the living and the dead, and you really are alone
• In the end, he could quiet his mind only by dying
• Falling through the cracks
• Electrocuted crows hung the wrong way up on the power lines, smoking feathers falling like leaves.
• He throws his heart down like a gauntlet
• All the people looking like they've been run through the life sucking machine. Twice.
• the flags are all dead at the tops of their poles
• Fragile like a falling tear
• Blazing slanted through softly falling darkness
• why is the great man great? he keeps on running through a world of his own.
• His mournful lamenting, like smoke on the mountains
• All men are like grass, and all their glory is like the flowers of the field.
• Fulton street station, warm rain falling through the grates
• giant surface music falling to earth like jewels from the sky
• He who does not forget his first love will not recognize his last
• the morning snowdrops fall like dew in the sunlight and fill my heart with their icy cold and all i can think about is you
• and his sweat was as it were great drops of blood falling down to the ground
• When at last I found no further traces of the living or the dead, then I stopped.
• and slowly, stealthily, and half sideways looking, he placed the loaded musket's end against the door.
• Falling asleep last night
• I don't know where he gets his words but I like them
• He's a feminist. He tells that to all his mistresses.
• He's dead, Jim. You grab his wallet, I'll grab his tricorder.
• memories are a mob of dead ex-girlfriends standing outside your bedroom window, their heads and shoulders shelves for snow.
• Falling through a Christmas tree, or the anti-semitic subtext of Yuletide joy
• But an unchewed square catches in his windpipe and he crumples to the floor like someone poisoned by life
• Of King Sigmund's last battle, and of how he must yield up his sword again
• Composing music while bombs are falling all around
• I walk triumphantly through a sea of dead things. I am their master.
• Snow Falling On Cedars
• Every time I see a dead fish that isn't, I think of you. Happiness keeps washing over me like a wave. What do I do with it all?
• All his front teeth knocked out, living a nightmare
• 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
• I'm going to love you like the undead woe their graves, crave the living.
• I feel the way bank robbers must feel before they go out on that last job that ends up getting them all killed. That is to say, optimistic.
• I used to fly like peter pan, all the children flew when I touched their hands
• he painted with the souls of the living
• When he was five, his father made him murder his imaginary friend.
• Just Like Snow
• Last night I heard Caruso sing
• All he left her was alone
• The Fisherman and his Soul
• Upon the Translation of the Psalms by Sir Philip Sidney, and the Countess of Pembroke, his Sister
• Dying slowly through routine
• immortality of the soul in a nonjudgmental world of the dead
• Upon the death of Levon Helm and while considering his friends
• dead end elimination
• Last dance of a universe
• Gravity sorts the living from the dead
• The pennies from Heaven drop through my soul
• Autumn is like a dying man's last words
• if Gerry Stern were dead, he'd roll over in his grave
• The universe is flickering like my television set
• and the people look like flowers at last
• Run around like chickens with their head cut off
• Driven Like the Snow
• The End of Atli and his Kin and Folk
• Football Season Ended When Hunter S. Thompson Blew His Own Head Off
• Faintly
• Fall off the wagon
• Falling Star
• The Deconstruction of Falling Stars
• The leaves are falling too fast
• I spent all of last night dancing on graves
• falling correctly on ice skates
• I'm falling apart
• falling in lust
• Ring of feather falling
• Falling Out of Cars
• walking and falling
• To catch a falling star
• A tale of falling asleep during the flight
• And our cars all jumped forward like bottles on a table thumped by a drunk
• The Falling Man
• Oedipus-Schmedipus, as long as he loves his mother
• Living your whole life with all the doors unlocked
• To me he is a daisy and I keep trying to count his petals
• Mr. Lunch liked to chase birds. In fact, he was a professional.
• He stretched out his arms but she was not there
• I will make your oppressors eat their own flesh and they shall be drunk with their own blood like wine
• He had a prison of brass built in the hole, and then, when it was finished, he locked up his daughter
• I'm the only person who'd ever told him to his face he was beautiful.
• When he was little, he laughed in his sleep.
• judge a captain not by his shipwrecks, but by whether or not he blames the sea
• It is safe to say that I'm going to get my payback if he is anything like me.
• So he's dressed a little differently and he has a halo-like light above his head.
• In his voice I heard decay
• Better Living Through Chemistry
• The Fisherman and His Soul: Part 2
• Chemicals all rushing through my bloodstream
• It has all the majesty of butterflies emerging from their cocoons, and all the sounds of Aphex Twin
• Values found through living
• all true revelation will seem like common sense unraveling before you
• Sparkling like a star in his hand, melting like a snowflake
• All at once and at last
• dead end
• The fire behind their eyes died slowly and silently until nothing but the shells remained
• His Last Line
• Your words like warm water, his words like salt
• How can someone worship a dead naked man nailed to a cross as their god?
• Upon this obelisk record the words of your dead and remember.
• Living Dead in Dallas
• De La Soul Is Dead
• The bones of the dead lay everywhere around and underneath the feet of the living
• Soul Bride Oddly Dead in Queer Death Pact
• Dead End Kids
• Or do we like time's children come also at last to the silent shadowlands?
• Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I shall fear no evil -- for tonight I have broken my own heart, and my soul is too empty to be afraid.
• The iMac looks like the ass end of the New Beetle
• The future like a corpse in snow
• Madmen have a world all their own
• Drinking is like daring the universe to kick my ass
• My body falling into stars
• falling out
• London Bridge is Falling Down
• Looking back from time to time, her tears falling fast
• Things Falling Apart
• The Sky is Falling
• lightly falling flakes
• Falling In
• falling point
• Days and nights come together in a slow falling down
• Falling into place
• Supertoys Last All Summer Long
• Love is a Falling Star
• More Than Leaves Are Falling
• How the Old Woman Took Care Of Candide, and How He Found the Object of His Love
• Slay them all. God will know his own.
• I'm not HIS sister; he's MY brother
• microcosms, white like snow
• like a patient etherized upon a table
• She doesn't know what he sees, but sometimes it makes his face beautiful
• The End of All Things to Come
• a voice like pebbles being shoved through a harmonica
• I, even I, am he who knoweth the roads through the sky, and the wind thereof is my body
• he likes to watch you walk
• We all know what beautiful eyes are like, what they do to you.
• She wore a bit more makeup than he generally liked
• The horror story to end all horror stories
• I guessed I wouldn't land on all fours, like a cat
• like a guillotine through jello
• All poets like to kick
• I Heard It Through The Grapevine
• The artifact was completely impenetrable to all forms of matter except living human flesh
• Like A Bull (With A Ring Through My Nose)
• The Fisherman and His Soul: Part 3
• I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together
• she made them, like fire, expansible over all space
• Night of the Living Dead
• a constant, low wind trembles through him, catching his words and sending them out into the world
• The guy who may as well already be dead and therefore doesn't care about the consequences of his actions and is able to move with perfect freedom for the remainder of what will likely be a tragically short life
• Return of the Living Dead
• Orpheus and his Twice Dead bride, Eurydice
• And we killed him and he's dead.
• dead end job
• My soul is borne through the open air
• Remember the dead. Fight for the living.
• Upon a Dead Man's Head
• Western Civilization has been dead for the last 60 years
• Last Life in the Universe
• How the universe will end
• Kisses your lips like the world is about to end
• Snow like fire
• The End of History and the Last Man
• I liked their early stuff
• a dream was faintly clinging to my fingertips. accidentally i brushed my lips, poisoning myself.
• Falling in love
• All he wants to be is a 6-pack and a hot ass
• Falling asleep during porno films

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