• Seems I might have stolen the blue part of her rainbow, but all I really did was make it bigger, a way bigger blue
• Why if I ever meet Nancy Grace, I'll punch her in her yapping poodle-like face
• confusion in her eyes that says it all
• How I invented Anna and made her a character in all my stories
• Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
• All he left her was alone
• How to be strong for her, when all you want is to depend on her
• All of her seconds were unencumbered
• she left her handwriting all over the calendar
• All that's left of her is black print
• All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
• so that all her children will be adventurers in light
• Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
• Where was her angel all those times the sky clouded over
• All that was left of her was a damp handkerchief
• I set my sister up with her husband, and all I got was this great dress and a trip to Hawaii
• Come out of her, my people, that ye be not partakers of her sins, and that ye receive not of her plagues.
• The Tale of Sweet Cab-ij and all that Happened to Her
• A salted moment of memories smudged across my face, and I've already forgiven her. It's all over now
• Her braid; I obeyed
• Her back
• Calling her number and having a male voice answer
• Herr Bob (user)
• The sun was caught playing unashamedly in her auburn hair, setting our world on fire with giddiness
• To Her Body
• So bashful when I spied her
• At the Cross her Station Keeping
• Der Herr der Ringe
• A rose in candlelight, her curves dance upon the wall
• Morrison's Lament
• I seduced her with late night laboratory thunder!
• Shelley Breedlove and her rare identical quadruplets
• She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
• you laugh and then you cry but you're still laughing but you miss her so damn much
• Her Majesty's Government
• Kill Her Softly
• It's been an hour. I still love her.
• My friend is dating someone who likes him far more than he likes her
• All I got is my rifle and some stimpacks.
• The Woman and Her Hen
• His 'N' Hers
• Pig on her back
• Somewhere someone is tired of taking her shit
• my baby sleeps on her head
• She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
• Tomoko Uemura in Her Bath
• I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
• Calling her absence an example of negative space
• Life's a Bitch and I'm Her Pimp
• I tried to memorise her, from beginning to end
• The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
• knots and ribbons at the ends of her arms
• The old hands you've baked around hers
• She was so quiet that nobody heard her
• A rope to hang her, mother, a rope to hang her
• in her other life
• her grandmother's clock
• Only her hands would give her away
• Rosy Palm and her five daughters
• I do not see her
• Meant For Her
• All acts of love and pleasure are her rituals
• Her Voice
• Tell Stacey I love her
• How to test if your mother REALLY has eyes in the back of her head
• Herr Korbes
• At her mirror, his muse
• Bernice Bobs Her Hair VI
• Slap Her... She's French
• She always was devious in her beauty
• The Madame Retrieves That Which is Hers
• If I'd have shot her when I met her, I'd be out of jail by now.
• I got a girl in the war, Paul, her eyes are like champagne
• 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
• her first time
• Say that turning a teenage girl to stone is depriving the world of her
• Someone outlined against the sky, the sun too bright to see her face
• dance with her
• Song of a Young Lady to her Ancient Lover
• To Her Mind
• The colors flow through her like a rainbow
• Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
• serene. She sips her tea
• Her way to the top
• Kitty interrupts his murky float with the nail gun splash of her stiletto song
• September is hers
• A Leela of Her Own
• He loved her so much, he wanted to do her autopsy
• if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
• Every time that I tell her that I love her, I can taste my own hypocrisy
• When I look into her eyes, I no longer care about what the world thinks. This is what it feels like to be alive.
• Trace a map along her arm
• For Emily, Whenever I May Find Her
• She thought about giving him her heart
• She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
• They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
• Let Her Go Down
• Fuck and please her like never before with the Stimulator!
• Lucy Thinks Ricky Is Trying to Murder Her
• Can You Forgive Her?
• If you could see her through my eyes
• Give Her To The Monsters
• spade-struck embers spark and flare the smoke what snarls up in her hair
• Devil up her sleeve
• Her heart is in little tiny pieces that are going to blow away.
• Not her voice, but the way her voice changes,
• Wild tides guard her secrets
• Her novice beauty
• Little Miss & Her Savoir-faire
• A girl I know had her jaw wired shut, and she vomited.
• Some days there are so many words I need all three notebooks
• 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
• I ran over an old woman with her own car
• See her talk
• Tied up tight, like a bride on her wedding night
• November on her way to winter
• The words beneath her words
• Electrify her with a studded rubber nub
• Her echo
• Her protestations notwithstanding
• I will kiss her blemish
• I will have her forever but I can't touch her
• Her Unhappyluck
• To Her Coy Mistress
• Her Ivory coast, her skin
• her eyes can't find you at first
• I told her the driftwood looked like Spain
• her brother's keeper
• Some lovers (like the old you and I) never experience love at all
• On Her Majesty's Secret Service
• Written in her French Psalter
• She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
• I met Death face to face, and I mocked her!
• I could hear her thoughts
• To hear her sing
• This Motion Encompassed in the Touch of Her Lips
• I am a mental construct in her head
• The Nymph Complaining for the Death of her Faun
• Of how Signy sent the Children of her and Siggeir to Sigmund
• How He Didn't Understand Her Whichever
• I can't find her in this house of dust and bones
• the way she wears her weary
• The kind who tells you she's bipolar just to make you trust her
• I miss her
• her face forms in summertime
• I feel like I don't know her for a moment. It passes.
• And her eyes lightnings and her shoulders wings
• A really good sandwich that ideath could make to take to work with 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
• I passed her on the street
• Victoria Wood
• Margaret Thatcher: My Part in her Downfall
• The Huntress Neglects Her Children
• Center of her own attention
• His and Her Circumstances
• Her Violet Eyes
• does she need to touch her own face to know?
• Her faith informed his fiction
• Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
• i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
• her beauty broke my bones, shattered my thoughts, tore apart my soul
• Her eyes were gray like a storm, and even more dangerous
• I fell in love with her fist
• her
• Someone set her face on fire and put it out with an anchor chain
• the small of her back
• A Jury of Her Peers: 2
• What makes her so cute?
• Make the Moon Cover her Blushing Face
• I am the child with her nose pressed up against the window.
• Her legs shifting underneath the desk
• Her presumptive green lipstick shown across the room
• She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
• She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
• Saturday night, the words falling from her lips
• bone in her teeth

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