Findings:

• The Dancefloor is our Mother. Her heart beats at 125 BPM.
• Your heart only beats in 1s and 0s
• In our youths our hearts were touched with fire
• The Man of Metropolis Steals Our Hearts
• Things I've learned from living with an unwed mother and her two small children
• A rope to hang her, mother, a rope to hang her
• Our hearts were hard, but they were warm
• We find tonight what was hidden beneath our hearts
• My mother in her tiny combat boots
• And her heart stopped beating.
• The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
• Her heart is in little tiny pieces that are going to blow away.
• The sun was caught playing unashamedly in her auburn hair, setting our world on fire with giddiness
• inside my head, where the heart beat is
• He breaks her heart on a daily basis
• Thanks from our Hearts
• I dug my claws in her heart
• How to test if your mother REALLY has eyes in the back of her head
• we found that which made the human heart beat and built an autobahn to it
• crystal eats her grilled cheese sandwiches with ketchup hearts
• She thought about giving him her heart
• throw away words we catch in cages where our hearts should be
• I am alive and breath flows through my lungs and my heart still beats.
• How the bitter old fart chased away the last fair child with any kindness in her heart and declared himself in the greatest ghost town ever created: a parable
• The papier-mâché dinosaur in her mother's toolshed, and its fateful escape
• The Beat that my Heart Skipped
• To her secret heart
• Is this the world of her heart?
• Her hand on my heart
• I gave her two daisies. This is how I met your mother.
• My mother wants her mother to die
• Atom Heart Mother
• i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
• Anna and her Mother: spinning me in circles
• Technological advances take up more of our time
• JLA: Our Worlds at War
• Our Mutual Friend
• Words are the mirrors of our discontents merely; they contain all the huge unhatched eggs of the world's sorrows.
• Perverse pride in the austerity of our times
• The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves
• Our Lady
• Our music, in place of breadcrumbs, is there to help us find our way back home
• What the hell ever happened to our rights?
• The hope that life isn't simply what remains after we have locked our childhoods away.
• beat the bishop
• how to beat RAY
• Beat the Geeks
• Leg-warmer-wearing rupturing heart liberal
• Batter my heart, three-person'd God
• The Broken Heart
• Heart of Dixie
• heart rate
• It's Hard to Speak My Heart
• hole in the heart
• The Gas Heart: Act I
• Kingdom Hearts vs. Starfox Adventures
• Pork scaloppine with artichoke hearts
• The kids find joy in hearts that are black and blue.
• The Heckling Laugh of a Boy with No Arms and No Heart
• Hearts of Oak
• broken heart solutions
• The Fire in the Heart
• With a naked heart full of metaphor
• Take Her up to Monto
• I don't want to see her
• Her knees
• All that was left of her was a damp handkerchief
• I dreamed of her pulse long before I took it from her
• You can't stop thinking of her: this is how you explained it, a proof of your being in love.
• Young Virgin Auto-Sodomized by Her Own Chastity
• She was never mine. I always shared her.
• Gudrun sends her Sons to avenge Swanhild
• Morrison's Lament
• She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
• The one the queen keeps her eye on
• Her picture in my wallet, fading, fraying, the face that launched a thousand emotions
• why she makes her wishes at 7:07
• Her Majesty's Government
• 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
• 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
• 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
• Mothered
• What face did you have before your mother and father were born?
• Watching my mother die
• Letter From My Father After the Death of My Mother
• Elite Mother Plant
• Real excerpts from the Queen Mother's Book of Remembrance
• a mother forgotten
• The American Dream of a single mother
• A Space Child's Mother Goose (category)
• Admitted to God, to ourselves and to another human being the exact nature of our wrongs
• All our Lousy Candidates
• Why do we hurt when our loved ones die?
• It is not our noise at all, but we are lucky to be listening
• There is beauty in the wild flowers that grow randomly among our wheat.
• Our friend friction
• Our tales
• We don't dig our graves, anymore.
• Our strange attractors
• Our World: Fallen
• And we live our lives
• The riddle of (our) existence
• something's at the window, licking our reflection, don't stop
• Bo Diddley beat
• Dharma Beats
• Beat around the bush
• The heart of the matter
• Heart, Head, Spirit
• My Heart Doesn't Follow My Heart
• A heart full of napalm
• With rue my heart is laden
• The Heart Asks Pleasure First
• I would like to step out of my heart and go walking beneath the enormous sky
• King of Hearts
• Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band (Reprise)
• I know I am but summer to your heart,
• The heart put to the flaccid rod
• the morning snowdrops fall like dew in the sunlight and fill my heart with their icy cold and all i can think about is you
• the beauty of the heart
• Foolish Hearts
• I never met him. He broke my heart.
• heart medications which all have names like alien military from other planets
• don't wear your heart on the soles of your feet
• I don't think of her
• Her Majesty
• She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
• Feel her pain
• The World I Made for Her
• Today I saw her again
• She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
• Tell Laura I love her
• Her achilles heel
• His and Her Circumstances
• I tried to memorise her, from beginning to end
• The Pope and Her Yaks
• Hands cupped into a half circle, he bent foward to help her catch a light
• Taking advantage of her good nature
• Bleed to Love Her
• he doesn't know, but her eyes widen too far
• Her eyes were gray like a storm, and even more dangerous
• her grandmother's clock
• Why can't I get over her
• You are the kind of girl my mother warned me about
• Mother Mary
• Homeric Hymn to Earth the Mother of All
• Mother, Juggs & Speed
• What my mother taught me
• mother of all saints
• William Shatner's Mother Dressed As A Nazi Police Officer Prostitute Who Moonlights as a Storm Trooper and is also a Transvestite Cow
• parlance of our times
• The television screen of our collective unconscious
• Why do we think we can give a score to our happiness?
• Governments cannot be trusted with our personal information
• The Enemies of Our Enemies Part 2
• The boundary drawn by our skin
• By the Skin of Our Teeth
• A Riot of Our Own
• Which is not to be found in our obituaries
• Our Lady of Darkness
• our best kisses are always at earthquakes and impacts
• This is our place
• Our Worlds at War
• Attempting to harness the engine of our own destruction, only humans are so foolish.
• The grass withers and the flowers fall, but the word of our God stands forever.
• Lothar othp 125 (user)
• Beat Happening
• The World Famous Beat Junkies
• beat the guillotine
• Derren Brown beats nine grandmasters at chess
• Dance-floor asshole
• Hearted
• Sacred Heart of Jesus
• Following your heart feels good
• I admit confusion. Sometimes it causes my head to ache. Let's not even get into the heart.
• four-chambered heart

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