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Murder She Wrote
That's all she wrote
She wrote the great american napkin
Murder Ink
World's End murders
Jack the Ripper and the Whitechapel murders
Murder Act 1965
She stopped and took a second look
She arose and said matter-of-factly
Each thing she learned became part of herself, to be used over and over in new adventures
She still has my Borges book
When she was new, she rolled around the sky like a black umbrella blown by the wind
She doesn't look like Mother anymore
She is in the heartbeat you hear around you, listen
The walls she had built around herself cracked and crumbled
She always was devious in her beauty
She tells stories as if she knows what the ending will be.
And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
why she makes her wishes at 7:07
If a woman lactates honey, she probably has cooter bees
finding no answer, she stepped closer
She Yearns to Feed a Hungry Pride of Poets
Why Ancient Historians wrote history
wink murder
JB Harold: Murder Club
dreams of murder & gaussian resurrection (document)
The Happy Valley Murder
Aggravated murder
she left a little Java-shaped hole in my heart
She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
Why she stopped crying
She bought a new smile every week when we first started seeing each other. Then I had to buy them.
He dreamt he was a bulldozer, she dreamt she was alone in an empty bed
And when she turned into a man, we were so proud
She sweeps with many-colored brooms
She is that most perfect art
On she went. The woods were deep and still.
She wanted the pies to stop.
She lights everything up. He glows in the dark.
She Stole My Voice
she does not know how much I need this (idea) mp3 (recording)
U.S. murder rate
The Cruelty, Follies and Murder of Commodus II
Murder in Small Town X
How to get away with murder
Murder!
Still she cried, and still the world pursues
English As She Is Spoke: Familiar Phrases
The picture she drew in my notebook
He says she says
she broke my heart
She Takes Flight
She Howls (user)
She is all I am listening to here
She hated the screen porch, but she loved the heat
She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
She Thinks in Harmony
when she saw the funny side, we introduced my child bride to whisky and gin
That's what she said
she can scream so loud you'll be looking for your ears on the floor
She was the cutest necromancer I ever did see
Homer wrote of you
Blue murder
Bloody Murder
The Men Who Murdered Mohammed
The Pinchin Street Murder
Murder music
she turns and smiles, then walks away
If she really wanted to fit in, she'd get a smaller dog.
He and She
She who makes the Moon the Moon and, whenever she is full, sets the dogs to howling all night long, and me with them.
She touched my life for a second and made everything peach-scented
She pulls the covers tighter
She sketched on paper napkins
Isn't she a little young?
She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
Dream of ducks, she said
Doors and windows open, she screams "COME ON, MOTHERFUCKER" at the hurricane
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 is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
So she could feel as if she had danced
Summer wrote me a letter yesterday
Murder in the Cathedral
Umbrella Murder of Georgi Markov
Murder by Decree
The Texarkana Moonlight Murders
Poison and murder and all bad things
Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
So she wet the bed
She dreamt she was a bulldozer, she dreamt she was alone in an empty field
When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
She wakes me up by tickling my feet
She always was all tea and oranges that came all the way from China
She must be what cocaine is like
She wanted to go to Paris
She took a California tilt and never came back.
She makes the sign of the teaspoon, he makes the sign of the wave
She was so quiet that nobody heard her
Gays are great, so she says
Tell him, she told me
Mass murder
The Cruelty, Follies And Murder Of Commodus III
Lucy Thinks Ricky Is Trying to Murder Her
Murder Most Horrid
First-degree murder
She said
English As She Is Spoke: Familiar Dialogues, Part I
A chorus of phones each time she calls
That one makes me scream, she said
She was thinking of a boy in California who had a couch and a job
There were only twelve raindrops, she counted them on the windshield under heavy soft skies
serene. She sips her tea
She (user)
The child, she cannot sleep
She favors black bras
She is music (user)
she wants to kill and break hearts
She Came and Went Like Wind (A Selkie Story)
Each time she tells you this, she is lying.
A woman has 30 ways of laughing, but only 1 way in which she cries.
Tolkien wrote history not allegories
To Murder the Child
attempted murder
The Nude Murders
The Minto Double Murder
She pulled the "I love you" on me
She misses me
This child has talent. She needs a better box of paints.
He and she are one
She left without saying goodbye
She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
She told me I looked like a Henry, and this is how she would know me
She is like a kaleidoscope, a strange attractor, a superstition
She is not a girl, she is a woman. No, wait, she's a girl.
the way she wears her weary
She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
She doesn't need me anymore
she can't remember what it's like to be found
she seems bored with me after all this time
Why the regionally acclaimed 12-year-old composer never wrote music again
The Black Dahlia murder
Murder in the First
The Simple Art of Murder
The London Blitz Murders
Murder of a salesman
Surah 58 She that Disputeth
How clear she shines
She said yes
She makes sniffing sounds, and I don't know if she's snorting coke or weeping
I would have tried, but Charlotte kept Charlotte in the world of Charlotte and she barely heard me
I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
She had eyes like the Blue Screen of Death
Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, she walks into mine.
She tasted like whiskey and blood and cemetery dirt.
Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
she was just the dry smell of gasoline
She says kill. I say how many.
She sat down in black pants and mules, and I pulled up a chair to listen to her reading Billy Collins
Who wrote Shakespeare?
The Bottle-Opener Murders
There is a ghost of murder in your blood
A Murder, a Mystery, and a Marriage
Murder at Moorstones Manor
The Jill Dando Murder
English As She Is Spoke: Familiar Dialogues, Part II
And then, she expressed frustration with life in general
She flies with her own wings
She will remember your heart when men are fairy tales in books written by rabbits
She was so pleased to learn that she was right
She grew a little older, while he was telling her
They did not forgive us, she thought. We will surely die.
She runs
She probably thought your first language was English; your real first language was Joyce
She is music_root (category)
She had become a mutton for punishment and he was a wolf
while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
cities full of ravens, silent concrete echoing back while she sings
He was an ant on an ill-defined mission. She was the trapdoor spider of love.
This song I wrote about Sheila
The Murder City Devils
felony murder rule
Murders at Payne Hollow Lane
First degree murder
So then she said
She told me I'd make a good Satan
What the hell was she thinking?
Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.

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