Findings:
- They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
- 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.
- She wears her failed relationships like a shield
- Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
- She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
- What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
- All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
- 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.
- She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
- When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
- I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
- I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
- She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
- The colors flow through her like a rainbow
- She tasted like whiskey and blood and cemetery dirt.
- It's too bad she won't live. But then again, who does?
- Fuck and please her like never before with the Stimulator!
- The portion of her face she allows me to see
- At night, her eyes closed, she would
- the way she wears her weary
- She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
- When she sleeps, is she not moving her legs aside for an unknown garrison?
- I like it when I dream of her. It's the only time we get to talk.
- Tied up tight, like a bride on her wedding night
- She is like an onion
- I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
- it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
- while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
- You make that sound like a bad thing
- Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
- She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
- I ate her love like a nine-piece bucket of chicken
- why she makes her wishes at 7:07
- sunset rainwater turns her sidewalk chalk-art into a sherbert delight; a surprise gift from chaos that tumbles her like tinkling bells onto the wet grass
- She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
- She sat down in black pants and mules, and I pulled up a chair to listen to her reading Billy Collins
- Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
- He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
- 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 bruised her knee. This is how we met.
- she left her handwriting all over the calendar
- You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
- She flies with her own wings
- Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
- serene. She sips her tea
- I got a girl in the war, Paul, her eyes are like champagne
- She tastes like gingerbread, too.
- And her legs went on forever, like staring up at infinity
- She Will Have Her Way
- She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
- She had eyes like the Blue Screen of Death
- She was so quiet that nobody heard her
- She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
- She was like a candle in the wind: unreliable
- if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
- 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 picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
- Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
- her ardent eyebrows are charcoal scimitars taut above eyes that breeze like open windows
- Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
- It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
- She grew a little older, while he was telling her
- Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
- She must be what cocaine is like
- She had fingernails that shined like justice
- She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
- little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
- When she was new, she rolled around the sky like a black umbrella blown by the wind
- She Came and Went Like Wind (A Selkie Story)
- bad weather is like rape
- She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
- i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
- She was never mine. I always shared her.
- She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
- She doesn't look like Mother anymore
- She was a Surrealist Woman, She was like a Figure in a Dream
- she can't remember what it's like to be found
- She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
- Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
- When that cow would walk it was like she was dancing
- I would have liked thunder when she left
- putting on her makeup
- Even the moon likes to change her colors
- She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
- For a lawyer she was surprisingly like a child. Sometimes.
- She couldn't imagine that he liked dancing
- Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
- The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
- It clings to her like dedication in the rain
- Spinning shapes like a song out of order. In the dark she can see fireflies.
- She always was devious in her beauty
- 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
- She is like a kaleidoscope, a strange attractor, a superstition
- I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
- A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
- That week with her was like drinking bubbles
- The Chair she sat in, like a burnished throne
- She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
- When I look into her eyes, I no longer care about what the world thinks. This is what it feels like to be alive.
- She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
- She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
- When she was bad
- 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 gave herself that holocaust haircut. cinnamon colored clippings cover the motel bedspread like sprinkles.
- does she need to touch her own face to know?
- I feel like I don't know her for a moment. It passes.
- She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
- she had already found her party
- She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
- Her eyes were gray like a storm, and even more dangerous
- She told me I looked like a Henry, and this is how she would know me
- 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
- And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
- She practices her speech
- Good girls who look like bad girls
- Hip hop good, rap bad
- The Bad Religion Research Fund
- Bad Bunny (user)
- Bad credit (user)
- i keep my bad poetry
- her
- Now I know why I get the urge to kill her
- The Bride Stripped Bare by Her Bachelors, Even
- A Jury of Her Peers
- I ran over an old woman with her own car
- Tell Stacey I love her
- How to test if your mother REALLY has eyes in the back of her head
- Bernice Bobs Her Hair III
- I saw her clothes piled on the floor, and I cried for her
- The look in her eyes
- Her face could make the ocean ache
- knots and ribbons at the ends of her arms
- Her name is Claire
- All he left her was alone
- World In Her Eyes
- Girlfriend who likes computers
- Take it like a man
- I like monkeys
- Webster 1913 sounding like Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure
- Mommy, why are those ducks wrestling like that?
- Describing feelings with words is like playing the piano with a baseball-bat
- I'd like to thank my parents, Ayn Rand and God
- I love you like a brother
- Just Like Heaven
- Quizro's phone smells like cigarettes and Obsession for Men (gay porn version)
- Like minded so you must be crazy
- Dance like no one is watching
- I like silent moments
- When you blow out like a dead star
- You meant for this node to be read by me, and I would like to respond
- like a Swiss watch
- It's hard to hide a hard-on when you're dressed like Minnie Pearl.
- Here's your heart, usually I don't like dead things as gifts.
- Boredom Tastes Like Chocolate
- This pleasant tale is like a little copse
- Of course I refused, afraid of what his hands might feel like
- The fading of love is like leaves crunching under you in the autumn
- Nothing says hardcore like Kansas in January: an Everything, Kansas proof of concept
- Why oil on water looks like a rainbow
- We Drink War Like Water
- I will make your oppressors eat their own flesh and they shall be drunk with their own blood like wine
- All the people looking like they've been run through the life sucking machine. Twice.
- Ripped like Jesus
- If it looks like weed and smells like weed, it's probably weed
- this writeup made me hungry like DAMN so I'm chinging it!
- "I love you" hangs in the air like a subtitle
- I like hearing myself talk. It doesn't matter if you don't understand.
- like a daughter
- The Make-Up
- By the way, she has a penis; just so you know.
- A chorus of phones each time she calls
- He and she are one
- I would have tried, but Charlotte kept Charlotte in the world of Charlotte and she barely heard me
- She Howls (user)
- She sketched on paper napkins
- She wanted to go to Paris
- She Thinks in Harmony
- Doors and windows open, she screams "COME ON, MOTHERFUCKER" at the hurricane
- She says kill. I say how many.
- Because, perhaps she was cold
- Bad Taste
- bad luck
- This is probably a bad thing.
- Why masturbating with Icy Hot is a bad idea
- Bad Linux Advocacy
- bad vibes
- To a Poet, who would have me Praise certain Bad Poets, Imitators of His and Mine
- bad ecstasy
- Bad Street Brawler
- The Power Rangers who killed the gooey bad man
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