Here's the stuff we found when you searched for "Lines Written for a Friend on the Death of His Brother, Caused by a Railway Train Running over Him Whilst He Was in a State of Inebriation"

• I'm the only person who'd ever told him to his face he was beautiful.
• I'm not HIS sister; he's MY brother
• But an unchewed square catches in his windpipe and he crumples to the floor like someone poisoned by life
• All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
• As I looked back, he was reveling in his own feces
• He stretched out his arms but she was not there
• A picture drawn by my friend's younger brother
• Forgetting that we are all in the ghetto, that the ghetto is walled in, that outside the ghetto the lords of death reign, and that close by the train is waiting
• I knew enough about him to know his name and what kind of snowball he could make
• I was hit by a train that doesn't really exist
• I married him because he was not mean
• death passed him by
• judge a captain not by his shipwrecks, but by whether or not he blames the sea
• He flops over and bonks his head
• In the end, he could quiet his mind only by dying
• He had a prison of brass built in the hole, and then, when it was finished, he locked up his daughter
• why is the great man great? he keeps on running through a world of his own.
• Tribute by Senator Edward M. Kennedy to his Fallen Brother, Robert
• The German textbook that was written by Morrissey
• When he was little, he laughed in his sleep.
• He was confirming to himself that they were laughing with him after all
• Tom, He was a Piper's Son
• With him it was always like
• and his sweat was as it were great drops of blood falling down to the ground
• No one has ever been bitten to death by a poisonous snake in a ball pit
• lines written upon seeing Albuquerque on COPS again
• death train
• Donald Duck was banned in Finland because he doesn't wear pants
• I was Chris to him
• Upon the Translation of the Psalms by Sir Philip Sidney, and the Countess of Pembroke, his Sister
• Rejuvenation and Unveiled Hidden Phenix: Carlos Castaneda Shamanism Plus a After His Death
• He's dead, Jim. You grab his wallet, I'll grab his tricorder.
• He ran over my cousin with a motor home!
• I don't know what he was listening for, but he wasn't listening
• He was the kind of man who shacked up for shelter
• It Was a Lover and His Lass
• The male libido - or - How I was castrated by the 90's
• Are the gospels written by the people they're attributed to?
• I was floating in the ocean of his eyes.
• the honor of death by arrow
• What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, that he should weep for her?
• Lincoln still melancholy over his broken engagement, January 23, 1841
• Every poem about thunder was written under the protection of a roof, or, at the very least, an empty sky
• Death by Sexy
• Everything2 was obsolesced by the Internet
• I'm scared to death of what havoc he could wreak in my life
• An ocean away and here he was, seeping into her
• He who does not forget his first love will not recognize his last
• Why My Brother Is Wanted For Questioning By The United Nations: I
• The classic Warner Brothers cartoon characters have been replaced by lookalikes
• I was trying to show him my insides, you know. I like to share.
• pull the steel wool over his eyes
• Death by Water
• Nibbled to death by ducks
• Death by jargon
• Amusingly badly written complaints received by British local government
• The greatest line spoken by Keanu Reeves
• Jacques Chirac was shot in the head by a fascist named Jean-Marie Le Pen
• It was not death, for I stood up
• Was the Black Death really just Anthrax?
• The Story of the Envious Man and of Him Who Was Envied
• a bit of ash in his face keeps him warm
• I was taken by a honeymoon scam
• Declaration of War by the United States of America against Japan
• States by Order of Entry to the Union
• I was raised by the French government
• Running a BBS
• He forgets I am my own fierceness; it's not for him
• My brother never told me not to smoke. He showed me.
• Before I was consciously thinking of him, my body was
• Dream Caused by the Flight of a Bee around a Pomegranate, One Second before Awakening
• Death By Neko_root (category)
• She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
• Shimmer over bridges like the river was a dream
• upon the death of a friend
• I was a bitter, purple-haired fat girl, and I had plenty of male friends
• Shaymus is older than I thought he was
• To me he is a daisy and I keep trying to count his petals
• Seven opening lines if he would ever look me in the eye
• It was the tree that gave him away.
• Kissing a man all over his face
• Never in the field of human conflict was so much owed by so many to so few
• Death by Soy
• Letter to a Japanese Friend by Jacques Derrida
• YHWH declares that the substitution of LOVE with FUCK is punishable by AIDS; man responds by covering his member with plastic
• He Had Not Where To Lay His Head
• Made a decision to turn our will and our lives over to the care of God as we understood Him
• I was discovered by scientists, what will they call me?
• death by multimeter
• Declaration of War by the United States of America against Germany
• Being licked to death by kittens
• Sitting next to strangers who fall asleep by me for no reason. Trusting rhythm. An odd intimacy, train trips.
• To an Amiable Friend Mourning the Death of an Excellent Father
• As the band laughed, her finger traced his spine, and he folded into her
• 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 weaves his words
• Of King Sigmund's last battle, and of how he must yield up his sword again
• It's easier to kick a praying man, because he's on his knees already
• Death By Chocolate
• Oh hey, by the way, he's the Antichrist
• There is no weirdness like the weirdness of a novel written by a mathematician
• The Senseless Death of a Once Removed Friend
• Oedipus-Schmedipus, as long as he loves his mother
• Then again, maybe he was recruiting for a cult
• At least he was gentle
• Rocco and his Brothers
• That time I was almost killed by scary cult children
• A man is known by the company he keeps.
• Ruminations on being run over by a dump truck
• I have crossed over the geek girl line
• Hopes of Early Genius dispelled by Death
• Old Line State
• I don't know where he gets his words but I like them
• She doesn't know what he sees, but sometimes it makes his face beautiful
• running that fine line
• Pledge of Non-Violence written by Martin Luther King Jr.
• She walked by his desk and left a nickel
• Cause of death
• I stared into the muddled sky with tears running down my face in small rivers, and I knew then that there was no hope
• He Was a Crook
• The Marlboro Man died of cancer, but he wasn't a rocket scientist when he was healthy, ha ha ha.
• The train that came to me in the dream was already a dead train
• I had to call my father this evening and tell him I was dying.
• Being pulled over by the cops for speeding
• because his heart was heavy, closing, like a tired eyelid
• Mississippi's Declaration of Secession
• "I see," said the blind man to his deaf wife as he picked up his hammer and saw
• The Last Thing He Expected to Happen to Him in Hollywood
• I'm training my little half brother to take over the world
• The sparkle of this angled blossoming was invading the Earth, and Vug said, "It's spring!" I kissed him.
• I was supposed to be somebody by the age of 23
• National Day of Prayer Proclamation by the President of the United States of America, 2002
• Double crust death by lemon pie
• If over the hills was someplace new and forgotten
• The time a thug punched my friend in the face because he could
• "He was a terrible man," she sobbed, between bites of alimony
• She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
• All he left her was alone
• His mind went blank against the flesh next to him
• Technology is not the remedy for problems caused by technology
• A poem for two pages of panel art for a comic that was never written
• History is written by historians
• death by boom boom (user)
• got to be good looking cause he's so hard to see
• The gun is good. The penis is evil. The penis shoots seeds, and makes new life, and poisons the earth with a plague of men, as once it was. But the gun shoots death, and purifies the earth of the filth of brutals. Go forth and kill!
• I didn't even know he was sick!
• He dreamt he was a bulldozer, she dreamt she was alone in an empty bed
• If a frog had wings, he wouldn't kick his tail when he jumped
• Outside the train station she was the only person wearing an Orange raincoat and a look of surprise
• An hour later, I swing my leg over his and we dream of being young
• His love was enormous; it cleared rooms that desperately wanted to be full.
• Electoral votes by state
• His ex-wife was so frigid, her clitoris was only the tip of the iceberg.
• You can tell what state a relationship is in by the type of underwear the girl is wearing
• So says the preacher man, but... I don't go by what he says
• Death by Cucco
• Faintheart in a Railway Train
• How Spider-Man and His Amazing Friends wrecked my love life
• It's not so much that I like him as a person God, but as a boy he's very handsome
• Mr. Lunch liked to chase birds. In fact, he was a professional.
• A letter written about the Separation of Church and State
• The Abridged Edition: She was to one side, he was to the other, an untested bridge between them
• If my roommate doesn't keep his hands off my shit, I'm gonna fuck him up
• Shaggy Seeks his Stray Brother
• No important data was harmed by the ILOVEYOU worm
• His Last Line
• Death by Milkfloat
• I'm Gonna Ride That Southern Railway Line
• Death by tomato leaves
• He Who Is Death
• Line of Death
• The state that almost was
• I saved his life. He does not know it.
• He is honest and forthright with strangers. He reserves his lies for his family
• You Should Never Have Asked Him About His Job!
• his whole life, like a thundercloud, out in front of him
• Grandma got ran over by my grandpa
• When she was new, she rolled around the sky like a black umbrella blown by the wind
• death by boom boom_root (category)
• By morning I will have erased all traces that I was ever here
• He will have the taste of warm ripe fruit in his mouth
• He wasn't programmed to be a tenor, he was programmed to be a physician!
• He thinks a path and travels the emptiness that was there
• He's a feminist. He tells that to all his mistresses.
• My brother made $700 in 3 hours by sitting in front of a grocery store
• Is it fair for him to love me when she craves his touch?
• Phosphor reading by His own Light
• By the way, where'd you meet him?
• My man was shot for his sheep coat
• Electronically, I was questioned by a mallard of flame…
• There was a Man Dwelt by a Churchyard
• Leading causes of death among porn stars
• He Died with a Felafel in His Hand
• How many times has God twiddled his thumbs before he put vertebrates on the Earth?

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