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• I set my sister up with her husband, and all I got was this great dress and a trip to Hawaii
• Her sleeves ride up on her arms when she moves
• Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
• He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
• She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
• she turns and smiles, then walks away
• I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
• She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
• When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
• She was pain and pleasure all at once, wrapped up in needles and Ramones T-shirts
• Love lives in honesty, yet we get all dressed up and move in darkness.
• All Dressed up with Nowhere to Go
• Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
• All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
• She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
• I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
• Her smile could light up a three-story building
• she left her handwriting all over the calendar
• serene. She sips her tea
• lest she lose all else
• How to stay up all night if you've been up all day
• She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
• Only her big toes were painted
• All of her seconds were unencumbered
• Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
• Her lack of response opened a gate through which my mind started to wander, into a wilderness where the shadows all had teeth...
• She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
• And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
• Zebras painted on her walls
• she seems bored with me after all this time
• It was all whirlwind, heat, and flash
• Take Her up to Monto
• We've all traded lovers and woke up alone
• Woke up this morning, blues all round my bed
• All that’s left of her is black print
• All That She Wants
• She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
• all smiles and mariachi
• Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
• wake up and find her still there
• i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
• if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
• the way she wears her weary
• Mr. Potato Head Sprouted. He got moldy. Now he's all dried up, but he's still up in the cabinet.
• Because it all burns up
• Of all the dorm rooms in all the towns in all the world, she walks into mine.
• I broke up with God and my girlfriend, all in the same week
• Seems I might have stolen the blue part of her rainbow, but all I really did was make it bigger, a way bigger blue
• All dressed up and nowhere to go
• We all gonna end up meeting at the finishing line
• All that was left of her was a damp handkerchief
• Up and In Heat
• It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
• I don't like her because she won't like me
• All her stiletto syllables
• Where was her angel all those times the sky clouded over
• She was never mine. I always shared her.
• 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.
• sunset rainwater turns her sidewalk chalk-art into a sherbert delight; a surprise gift from chaos that tumbles her like tinkling bells onto the wet grass
• And her legs went on forever, like staring up at infinity
• At night, her eyes closed, she would
• Ruth holding up time with her beauty
• She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
• The creative juices are all dried up and crusty
• it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
• When she sleeps, is she not moving her legs aside for an unknown garrison?
• Susan Goldman, who has cervical cancer, is partly thankful as she braces herself but changes her mind as she's sprayed with burning jet fuel.
• she doesn't write, doesn't tell you stories, but somehow it's her words that spring to mind at those crucial, terrifying moments, and for that you are eternally grateful
• A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
• Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
• You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
• If all you picked up tonight was this node title, it's time you went to a Brit nodermeet
• I was throwing around useless proverbs when all she needed was to be held and told that she was beautiful
• Every morning when I wake up, I feel guilty for all the things I have ever been
• See a penny, pick it up and all day long you'll have good luck
• She always was all tea and oranges that came all the way from China
• confusion in her eyes that says it all
• all she ever wanted
• All he left her was alone
• I could tell by all of her dead house plants
• all the way up Reagan's ass
• she looked at me then whispered, we are all made of stardust
• Can't speed up, can't slow down - all we can do is follow these damn dogs
• We've all traded lobsters and woke up alone
• Where are you, caught up in the burden of it all
• dress up
• Kicking up sand in my princess dress
• she reads all day
• I turned Quizro into a Quiet Riot CD, and all I got was this jar of lemon-flavoured pickles.
• She said the dance is a prayer. A prayer to toss into the tide all the weight of oblivion and humiliation. This is not a dance for one, fool - where are you?
• She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
• Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
• She hated the screen porch, but she loved the heat
• They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
• She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
• What if all the web designers just gave up and went home?
• before the internet when teen had REAL relationship the boy could look at the girl and judge the diameter of her thorax with his feelers and determine whether the mating ritual could commence but NO MORE. evil woman use her computer sorcery
• What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
• She grew a little older, while he was telling her
• She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
• Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
• She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
• She always was devious in her beauty
• She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
• She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
• spade-struck embers spark and flare the smoke what snarls up in her hair
• The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
• Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
• All dressed in silence, I stared and lived the morning
• The portion of her face she allows me to see
• I am the child with her nose pressed up against the window.
• Devil up her sleeve
• Call her up, tell her how love is not a question.
• She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
• Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
• She Will Have Her Way
• she had already found her party
• She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
• She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
• why she makes her wishes at 7:07
• Her smile
• She was so quiet that nobody heard her
• while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
• I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
• She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
• does she need to touch her own face to know?
• You cannot pick up the pieces, unless they all fall to the floor
• Entropy catches up with all of us
• The Tale of Sweet Cab-ij and all that Happened to Her
• How I invented Anna and made her a character in all my stories
• May the world be a better place when I wake up
• A salted moment of memories smudged across my face, and I’ve already forgiven her. It’s all over now
• All Turkish members of al-Qaeda arrested so far grew up in Germany
• Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, she walks into mine.
• How I almost got shot all up full of holes
• How to be strong for her, when all you want is to depend on her
• I set the alarm clock anyway, knowing I would be up all night
• All She Wanted
• All the things she had at one point wanted to be
• she made them, like fire, expansible over all space
• the turn calls, and all of the birds are silent
• All Shook Up
• your dialog and instructions are coiled up tight in every single one of your cells and they're all singing
• All right. She can fly circles around Uranus, but where's the bathroom?
• She was buttery. She was asking for it. She was delicious. Let's all give in.
• Do all nuns dress like this?
• "The Americans in their wisdom have taken the heads off the pictures, enlarged them and superimposed them with the heads of animals and then strung them up all over the walls of the interrogation room," he said
• hold up this tired skyline with all i falter for
• 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.
• We had to go away ... and dream it all up again
• You couldn't make me give it up to cheapening words for all the empathy and adulation in the world
• she likes to dance on the edge. it's all she's known and she won't change now
• She's All My Fancy Painted Him
• We All Get Old, But We Never Grow Up
• Are we really all that we chalk ourselves up to be?
• did you add up all the cards left to play
• She who makes the Moon the Moon and, whenever she is full, sets the dogs to howling all night long, and me with them.
• All blues hail Mary with her roses...but you're their masterpiece
• Every Tuesday, I dress as a 46-year old woman and waitress at a diner on route 27. This is the meaning of life.
• a smiling girl with blonde eyelashes and a sundress. someday i'll find her
• Fields of sunshine bloom as the midnight in her dress falls away, replaced by moonlight.
• I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
• She threw out all my letters
• Sorry kids, this just isn't true. We just dress it up better
• She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
• She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
• She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
• She flies with her own wings
• Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
• She wears her failed relationships like a shield
• She thought about giving him her heart
• Petty thievery and exploration dressed up as a game
• so that all her children will be adventurers in light
• She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
• Tied up tight, like a bride on her wedding night
• I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
• when I touch her I hope it's you that smiles
• Dig up her bones
• She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
• She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch

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