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• I gave her my heart, she tore it apart, and who gives a fart.
• I don't like her because she won't like me
• All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
• She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
• Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
• I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
• I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
• She asked me to read her a poem
• Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
• I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
• She asked me if I loved her and I showed her the tattoo
• 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 innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
• She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
• Her sleeves ride up on her arms when she moves
• She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
• She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
• The portion of her face she allows me to see
• When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
• Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
• Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
• The Venusian Kazoo: The Art of Buzzing the Clitoris with Your Lips to Give Her a Mind-Blowing Orgasm
• She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
• i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
• i kissed her one last time, then walked out of her life forever
• Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
• 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 practices her speech
• She kissed me gently, just once, then walked away crying
• Give Her To The Monsters
• She keeps her lies everywhere
• You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
• You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
• He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
• while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
• A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
• She always was devious in her beauty
• Helping people cheat
• She said her father died of cancer in the sixties
• She was so quiet that nobody heard her
• She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
• When she sleeps, is she not moving her legs aside for an unknown garrison?
• Just kiss her
• she left her handwriting all over the calendar
• She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
• She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
• At night, her eyes closed, she would
• why she makes her wishes at 7:07
• She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
• She is willing to attempt to retrieve the data. Go with her.
• little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
• She Called in Her Soul to Come and See
• A girl I know had her jaw wired shut, and she vomited.
• She smokes. It wraps around her wrists and clings to her neck.
• It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
• She knows no truth except her own.
• She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
• I would have attempted to draw her if she had stayed that way.
• 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
• Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
• She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
• What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
• I kissed her in the hair
• She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
• And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
• The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
• I will kiss her blemish
• Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
• Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
• she had already found her party
• seagulls screaming kiss her kiss her
• 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.
• They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
• She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
• She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
• She thought about giving him her heart
• She disappeared as if he had only dreamed her
• Only her hands would give her away
• If a girl offers you her cheek, kiss her neck
• if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
• Woo the bride and kiss her passionately
• you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
• She nicknamed her vagina "Crusty"
• Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
• 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 sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
• She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
• She crashed her car trying to avoid a butterfly
• She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
• She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
• She always confused her greys with white.
• She, the Last Leviathan. She, the Station Agent. Chin on her Palm, she Watches Every Departure.
• She was never mine. I always shared her.
• she gave her heart to a falling star
• She flies with her own wings
• If this were in person, I would have kissed her now
• She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
• the way she wears her weary
• does she need to touch her own face to know?
• I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
• serene. She sips her tea
• She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
• She Will Have Her Way
• Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
• She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
• it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
• She grew a little older, while he was telling her
• She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
• In the Fifties, a visitor from Great Britain to New York City notices a young Black woman driving a limousine. A portly middle-aged man, race undetermined, is in the back. Tell her story.
• She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
• she lit her thumb on fire
• I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
• She wears her failed relationships like a shield
• Looking back from time to time, her tears falling fast
• one kiss: bad for me, but i give in so easily. i'm weak.
• My hands on her back; slipping into sleep
• Her hands on my back; slipping into sleep
• the small of her back
• Don't tell me about her
• Your kisses, even in word form, give me butterflies
• Pig on her back
• How to test if your mother REALLY has eyes in the back of her head
• How Stella Got Her Groove Back
• Now he dances to bring her back.
• 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
• Call her up, tell her how love is not a question.
• The sad thing is, if you get her you'll be sick of her in a year
• I asked her not to forget me
• Her back
• I set my sister up with her husband, and all I got was this great dress and a trip to Hawaii
• She was buttery. She was asking for it. She was delicious. Let's all give in.
• Wouldn't it be nice if I could remember her as a firework
• spade-struck embers spark and flare the smoke what snarls up in her hair
• If you loved her, you'd be home by now
• I remember when it was me who made her toilet flush
• how many bird nests would be made from her lovely hair
• Tomorrow, he must tell her that he doesn't love her anymore.
• I cannot find the right words to tell her this
• her lips on mine
• bone in her teeth
• you laugh and then you cry but you're still laughing but you miss her so damn much
• her hate keeps me warm. her shadows keep me guessing.
• wake up and find her still there
• Every time that I tell her that I love her, I can taste my own hypocrisy
• I remember when it was me who made her skin flush
• And her legs went on forever, like staring up at infinity
• She quietly hugged him back. At 8:30 she ate the rest of him.
• Anna and her Mother: spinning me in circles
• The kind who tells you she's bipolar just to make you trust her
• her arms around me
• Now she's in my doorway, accusing me with her soft breasts and long legs, strong hips.
• Wanting only to be the honeysuckle to her butterfly
• When I look into her eyes, I no longer care about what the world thinks. This is what it feels like to be alive.
• tell her your feelings
• Wouldn't it be nice if I could forget her
• Come out of her, my people, that ye be not partakers of her sins, and that ye receive not of her plagues.
• I met her today, the girl I used to be
• Ask her if she's got an answer
• they tell you to be your true self. to never give up on who you are. they don't know who i am.
• I have what I believe to be a photo of Olympia Dukakis in her underwear in 1977
• I do not ask for her secret.
• do not look upon her; you shall be blinded
• This Motion Encompassed in the Touch of Her Lips
• Saturday night, the words falling from her lips
• Tell Laura I love her
• Things you can tell just by looking at her
• Take Her up to Monto
• Devil up her sleeve
• so that all her children will be adventurers in light
• How to be strong for her, when all you want is to depend on her
• Her photography captured little beautifuls and me
• Wouldn't it be nice if I could remember her
• If I'd have shot her when I met her, I'd be out of jail by now.
• let her take me, feed on me, devour me

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