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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
Surah 58 She that Disputeth
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 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.
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 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
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 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
Surah 60 She that is to be Examined
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 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.
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
What, she cannot say
alive she cried (user)
She Will Have Her Way
She draws with pencils, you draw with words
Is it fair for him to love me when she craves his touch?
When she died
she , billowing apparation, inimitable white sheet
That's all she wrote
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.
I'm sorry I was speeding, officer, but I really have to get to the hospital
Before she started smoking
There is nothing growing here, in the space between she and me
She is glowing on fire. can she see that?
On the third day, she rose
i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
she had mood ring eyes
Murder She Wrote
She moved so easily all I could think of was sunlight
She wears her failed relationships like a shield
If she were an insect, she'd be a moth in search of a flame
Jessica, too tall but still lovely, was not sure she would or should drop the whale
She Stoops to Conquer
She Came and Went
The flowers smiled, but she was gone
She didn't want the truth; she wanted to make a good man squirm
I was tired. It was late. She was Russian.
A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
It's too bad she won't live. But then again, who does?
definite demise, she soars further, taller, stronger, larger
She was so tall, and I was so in love
he/she
English As She Is Spoke: Familiar Dialogues, Part III
Any woman who thinks she is pro-life should ask herself
It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
I am three, she said
Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
She Said, She Said
I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
Red aura, she looked bright
What she didn't say
alive she cried_root (category)
At night, she still believes in him
She had the most wonderful grin in the world
little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
Understood
What She Said
(s)he
Jennifer, is she your friend?
she is not a servant to scattered branches
she does not know how much I need this
All She Wanted
Ilsa, She Wolf of the SS
She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
Existentialism is that girlfriend who cheated on you. Postmodernism is who she was with.
She could hit four octaves above high-C, but she never performed in public
Outside the train station she was the only person wearing an Orange raincoat and a look of surprise
she is his sounding board
She walked into the room
She smiles in colors
She thought about giving him her heart
She was steady
She leaves a busy emptiness in the room
She remembers the stars
She threw herself from the bed
She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
She kills me
The House on the Island Where She Was Born
She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
She collected broken hearts
All the things she had at one point wanted to be
Isabelle is a fierce hunter; she won't stand for the wrong prey
She came through the glass door, untouched by the storm that raged outside.
She Walks in Beauty
English As She Is Spoke: Familiar Letters
She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
To a girl who thought she was moving away
All right. She can fly circles around Uranus, but where's the bathroom?
She sits where she pleases
He Said, She Said
The day she lost the light
She was cilantro, jalape�o, habanero. She was the hot plate you must not touch.
She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
She had fingernails that shined like justice
She was watching me and I didn't know it.
She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
why she feels the irrational need to capture little fragments of glass
The girl didn't know if she was loved until he said yes.
She sells sea shells
She has the biggest cock of any girl I know
I don't like her because she won't like me
She sang of fantastic green islands, and sparkling fish, never telling that she haunted the waters
She Misses Him
She loved me for my maths
And yet she lingers
Spinning shapes like a song out of order. In the dark she can see fireflies.
She spent most of the day sleeping in my shirt pocket
I am my mother's daughter, and she is my daughter
She was pain and pleasure all at once, wrapped up in needles and Ramones T-shirts
She is afraid of not being shy
lest she lose all else
I bet she drinks from the bottle
She is why God is God.
Is she really going out with him?
For a lawyer she was surprisingly like a child. Sometimes.
She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
she left her handwriting all over the calendar
She started to fall, and knew she would never come back
She loves me, she loves me not
At night, her eyes closed, she would
it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
I said I was sorry. Then she looked at me.
She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
She is precious landscape.
She practices her speech
all she ever wanted
English As She Is Spoke: Familiar Anecdotes
Who am I to critique that which she is?
She was very beautiful. Y'know?

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