Findings:

• She was never mine. I always shared her.
• She always was devious in her beauty
• The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
• She was so quiet that nobody heard her
• it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
• She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
• Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
• He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
• I learned never to empty the well of my writing, but always to stop when there was still something there in the deep part of the well, and let it refill at night from the springs that fed it.
• 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.
• A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
• Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
• She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
• She always was all tea and oranges that came all the way from China
• She grew a little older, while he was telling her
• She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
• She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
• Despite her station, the quarry was never alone
• All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
• little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
• Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
• I don't like her because she won't like me
• You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
• Where was her angel all those times the sky clouded over
• She was pain and pleasure all at once, wrapped up in needles and Ramones T-shirts
• Nostalgic for a time that I never experienced and for a person I never was
• The sun was caught playing unashamedly in her auburn hair, setting our world on fire with giddiness
• She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
• That week with her was like drinking bubbles
• She was the seed of a strange tomorrow
• The House on the Island Where She Was Born
• literature is a child of experience always, of knowledge never
• if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
• She Called in Her Soul to Come and See
• someday, when she will think back upon the time when she was as yet undishonored
• And when she came back she was nobody's wife
• She was too beautiful to be human
• She was feminine in the most displaced sense I had ever seen, a known quality refracted through stained glass windows.
• Never straight; always gaily forward!
• I don't think I was rude to her, just cold and curt
• She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
• she lit her thumb on fire
• She dreamt she was a bulldozer, she dreamt she was alone in an empty field
• I didn't ask if the glass was half full or half empty. I've always had enough to drink.
• Seems I might have stolen the blue part of her rainbow, but all I really did was make it bigger, a way bigger blue
• She started to fall, and knew she would never come back
• She was watching me and I didn’t know it.
• She thought about giving him her heart
• She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
• She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
• The portion of her face she allows me to see
• At night, her eyes closed, she would
• She Will Have Her Way
• I would have attempted to draw her if she had stayed that way.
• I was never any good at maths at school
• When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
• I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
• His ex-wife was so frigid, her clitoris was only the tip of the iceberg.
• i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
• She was so pleased to learn that she was right
• The Abridged Edition: She was to one side, he was to the other, an untested bridge between them
• Always the bridesmaid and never the bride
• With him it was always like
• She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
• Her hair was seaweed and the Pacific wind sang
• Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, she walks into mine.
• She sang of fantastic green islands, and sparkling fish, never telling that she haunted the waters
• When that cow would walk it was like she was dancing
• She was buttery. She was asking for it. She was delicious. Let's all give in.
• She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
• They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
• Fuck and please her like never before with the Stimulator!
• She was like a candle in the wind: unreliable
• The girl didn't know if she was loved until he said yes.
• She was free
• The things we always thought, yet never had the courage to speak
• There was never supposed to be an Episode 7, 8, or 9
• Fast-talking career gal who thought she was one of the boys
• I'm sorry I was speeding, officer, but I really have to get to the hospital
• She was an intellectual prostitute, seducing me with profound truisms
• I never called her momma
• And her knee touched mine
• She practices her speech
• piano outside in the snow. and she was spinning
• She is and was
• She was coming out as he was going in.
• Always winter and never Christmas
• I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
• She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
• I set my sister up with her husband, and all I got was this great dress and a trip to Hawaii
• All he left her was alone
• She asked me to read her a poem
• Girls possess me but they're never mine.
• What the hell was she thinking?
• Jessica, too tall but still lovely, was not sure she would or should drop the whale
• Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
• An ocean away and here he was, seeping into her
• 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
• I was tired. It was late. She was Russian.
• She could hit four octaves above high-C, but she never performed in public
• "He was a terrible man," she sobbed, between bites of alimony
• This is no joke; I always thought it was a company that made trench coats.
• Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
• I remember when it was me who made her skin flush
• I was sure it was her
• Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
• She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
• I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
• She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
• you never felt her hot blood on your face but, hey, who's keeping track
• She is willing to attempt to retrieve the data. Go with her.
• I got the feeling the Fairy Council was mad at me when the president knocked over her coffee to get a better grip on my neck
• She has a heap of hearts on a platter and she's not getting mine
• She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
• she left her handwriting all over the calendar
• Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
• A poem for two pages of panel art for a comic that was never written
• the little friendship that never was
• I said I was sorry. Then she looked at me.
• Because, perhaps she was cold
• always morning, but never breakfast
• She flies with her own wings
• Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
• serene. She sips her tea
• Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
• She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
• Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
• There never was a body that gave the undertaker a tip
• The Epidemic That Never Was
• She had never kissed someone so old.
• I was the man who never lied. I never lied until today.
• She moved so easily all I could think of was sunlight
• When she was new, she rolled around the sky like a black umbrella blown by the wind
• And I asked myself about the present: how wide it was, how deep it was, how much was mine to keep?
• Existentialism is that girlfriend who cheated on you. Postmodernism is who she was with.
• She wears her failed relationships like a shield
• notes I never gave her
• Last year was always better
• All that was left of her was a damp handkerchief
• Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
• She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
• She disappeared as if he had only dreamed her
• She knows no truth except her own.
• I was Dan for fifteen minutes and I never want to be Dan again
• I was not made for love songs, and love songs will never be made for me.
• He dreamt he was a bulldozer, she dreamt she was alone in an empty bed
• I always knew I would have a 21st birthday but I never thought I'd be 21
• i always want to feel that pieces of her mind are with me.
• She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
• What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
• I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
• You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
• He stretched out his arms but she was not there
• She had become a mutton for punishment and he was a wolf
• Never in the field of human conflict was so much owed by so many to so few
• I never told you she stole my heart
• The flowers smiled, but she was gone
• She was the cutest necromancer I ever did see
• She knew what she was doing
• It's never really the past; it's always a version of your own time.
• A man who never sees a pretty girl without loving her a little
• It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
• She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
• She took a California tilt and never came back.
• To a girl who thought she was moving away
• She was cilantro, jalapeño, habanero. She was the hot plate you must not touch.
• Always the guyfriend never the lover
• She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
• When she was bad
• I was throwing around useless proverbs when all she needed was to be held and told that she was beautiful
• (because this was always subconsciously the inspiration, even if I did not know it at the time, and I only realised it just now)
• her lips on mine
• She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
• she had already found her party
• while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
• I had never known someone whose death was imminent

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