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Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
Including her knees and a dragon made from a sock
All he left her was alone
He breaks her heart on a daily basis
Gudrun sends her Sons to avenge Swanhild
he was alive, and some of the other people, they were carbon copies
'twas the telltale tink-tock of marionettes, he felt certain, that jingle-jangled from behind her shower curtain
'Get married soon,' he says. 'I want an excuse. I want to know you'.
He made a felon of himself and ended up a box in our spare room.
He's Leaving Home
Home surgery
Her hips made waves against his shore
making certain he was touching her
They made the sunrise for people like us just so we have an excuse for why we're still up.
When a man lies he murders some part of the world
i have excuses though and i always enumerate them for her
What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, that he should weep for her?
Hands cupped into a half circle, he bent foward to help her catch a light
he doesn't know, but her eyes widen too far
My friend is dating someone who likes him far more than he likes her
Tomorrow, he must tell her that he doesn't love her anymore.
How He Didn't Understand Her Whichever
For my last trick, I made her disappear
The World I Made for Her
he has her eyes
The old man on the bench, for example, made her cry
I made some people
How I invented Anna and made her a character in all my stories
river, in all his innocent beauty and home in hers
God Made Man Because He Loves Stories
He ran over my cousin with a motor home!
He made me promise I would do this when I was next sad. So I promised myself I would not be sad again.
He loved her so much, he wanted to do her autopsy
A man who never sees a pretty girl without loving her a little
She grew a little older, while he was telling her
There is a clown. He sells meat. I bought you some Chicken McNuggets.
She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
As the band laughed, her finger traced his spine, and he folded into her
My father never made promises he could not keep. My father never promised anything.
She disappeared as if he had only dreamed her
pretends to sleep as he looks her over
When he was five, his father made him murder his imaginary friend.
Now he dances to bring her back.
An ocean away and here he was, seeping into her
He's not a bad person. He's just done some bad things
He made a way to his anger
I remember when it was me who made her toilet flush
Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
If you loved her, you'd be home by now
I remember when it was me who made her skin flush
She is a night of dark trees, but he who is not afraid of her darkness will find banks full of roses under her cypresses
She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
how many bird nests would be made from her lovely hair
I didn't have the heart to tell him I was lying about taco night, but at least the hellhound made some friends
made by loving hands at home
The shadows made her look a little treacherous.
I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
Some say he once killed a man with a guitar string
some say he was never here at all
He needed to repeat some well-used mantra of love just one more time
It was late when he came home; it woke you up
every secret thing was made by some one
He made the stars speak to me in Morse Code
She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
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.
He gave her a daisy
All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
excuse
Excuse me
Excuse to put cheap mustard on something
Excuse me, could you explain again why you suck?
Tomorrow's just an excuse away
Excuse me while I kiss this guy
The good excuse of cigarettes
Words are useless full of excuses you used me well
Excuse me sir, you're making a scene
You give them a good excuse to cry
Ignorance is no excuse
SubGenius Divine Excuse
juggler's excuses
Stupid White Men and Other Sorry Excuses for the State of the Nation
Actual excuse notes teachers have received
Being stupid doesn't excuse a rape
a good excuse (user)
"Excuse me, but could you drop your large backpack somewhere else, please?" A (almost) christmas nodermeet in the East End
Being on the deuce (is no excuse)
No Excuses
Excuses
he who (user)
He said, expecting the answer no
He is radical and funky fresh!
he/she
God can create a stone so heavy even he can't lift it
s/he
He's dead, Jim. You grab his wallet, I'll grab his tricorder.
He's Gone
hes (user)
He's Jack
Oedipus-Schmedipus, as long as he loves his mother
It's not so much that I like him as a person God, but as a boy he's very handsome
He never returned
I'm scared to death of what havoc he could wreak in my life
Even my faults he adores
Chris and What He Untaught Me
I Am He that Aches with Love
He just wanted to give me something he forgot to give me a long time ago
great things he has taught us
He's not the messiah, he's a very naughty boy
"He" is actually a buxom blonde bisexual sorority girl. The net is like that.
"He was a terrible man," she sobbed, between bites of alimony
No matter how wise an old sheep, he can't teach a fish how to polevault
Surah 80 He Frowned!
Why won't he call?
he'
BQN: He said. - Epilogue
He loves me, he loves me not
My brother never told me not to smoke. He showed me.
A man feared that he might find an assassin
He fled
The Man He Killed
he says
Don't kill your invisible husband to see what he looks like or you'll sob your heart out. But don't worry about the millions of invisible men coming to attack your village because they won't kill you if you don't know how to fight them.
I like the way he reads poetry
He's a good guy friend
He Knows Not Their Names
The Story of Jason Squiff and Why He Had a Popcorn Hat, Popcorn Mittens and Popcorn Shoes
He thinks I don't, but I do
Shaymus is older than I thought he was
He who wants to fight will find a club
"I see," said the blind man to his deaf wife as he picked up his hammer and saw
Yi he quan
He Died with a Felafel in His Hand
He who has enough to eat does the hungry not believe
The Message of King Sakis and the Legend of the Twelve Dreams He Had in One Night
A Quick One (While He's Away)
He flew an A-10 Thunderbolt
I don't know what he was listening for, but he wasn't listening
he just died
he o hitte shiri tsubome
I don't know where he gets his words but I like them
He's got stacks and stacks of words that rhyme, describing what it is to lose
Why would he want a writer when he could have a dancer?
How many times has God twiddled his thumbs before he put vertebrates on the Earth?
He flops over and bonks his head
What He Suffered
When the principal laughs so hard he can't suspend you
God has power, whether or not one believes in Her/Him
He and She
He (user)
Xiao Sha Lao He!
He and she are one
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.
If he fell off the Co-op he'd land in the divvy
He makes me feel alone just by being there
José Bové explains why he destroyed genetically modified maize
In the dream he laughs and says, You thought they were graceful on the ground
Some algorithms may need to be redesigned
I wonder if he ever thinks about me
He Hate Me
He who controls the past controls the future
In the end, he could quiet his mind only by dying
H.E. Roscoe
I'm not HIS sister; he's MY brother
"Shut up," he explained
At least he was gentle
He died on a Sunday morning
He says the most beautiful things
Meditation III: Of God: that he Exists
Meditation III: Of God: that he Exists : 2
Meditation V: Of the Essence of Material Things, and, again, of God, that he Exists
It's just the way that he walks
He not busy being born is busy dying
For my father, in the event he finds me
He Ain't Heavy, He's My Father
Let him who is without sin among you be the first to cast a stone
Why Doesn't He Ask Me to Prom?
Our God, He Is Alive
He Has Left Us Alone But Shafts of Light Sometimes Grace the Corner of Our Rooms
He would shrink into the sky if he could

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