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When I woke up this morning, I thought I was a parallelogram. I still have a sneaking suspicion.
When I woke up this morning I had no regrets - I felt no shame
I woke up and was an instant scribbling fiend. crazy, my poor feverish brain
We woke up one morning and fell a little further down
It was late when he came home; it woke you up
When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
The flowers smiled, but she was gone
and when you woke up, your goldfish bowl was empty?
we woke up to find you gone. well, said the city, we still have the river.
I woke up and thought it was Saturday
Woke up this morning, blues all round my bed
She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
I woke up this morning with a dog in my house.
She was pain and pleasure all at once, wrapped up in needles and Ramones T-shirts
Existentialism is that girlfriend who cheated on you. Postmodernism is who she was with.
She was buttery. She was asking for it. She was delicious. Let's all give in.
We've all traded lovers and woke up alone
Fast-talking career gal who thought she was one of the boys
Outside the train station she was the only person wearing an Orange raincoat and a look of surprise
He was the kind of man who shacked up for shelter
If all you picked up tonight was this node title, it's time you went to a Brit nodermeet
She grew a little older, while he was telling her
She was so pleased to learn that she was right
She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
She was watching me and I didn’t know it.
She was steady
There was just the magic I'd brought and laid there over the years, piled up in the corners like twinkling dust bunnies
We've all traded lobsters and woke up alone
The day we woke up and the machines were us
"He was a terrible man," she sobbed, between bites of alimony
Every morning when I wake up, I feel guilty for all the things I have ever been
All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
She was an intellectual prostitute, seducing me with profound truisms
I'm sorry I was speeding, officer, but I really have to get to the hospital
piano outside in the snow. and she was spinning
Morning was like an ex-wife's bruises
She was the cutest necromancer I ever did see
She was like a candle in the wind: unreliable
I was tired. It was late. She was Russian.
She Was 18, It Was Summer
She had become a mutton for punishment and he was a wolf
Your angel stayed long after everything else was gone
I woke up
Went to bed a god and woke up as a peasant
The day I woke up covered in blood
Last night I dreamed about television. I woke up crying.
Oh, no. Look, you've gone and made me optimistic. I was before, but now it is showing.
At that time I was taken up with alchemy
Guide to getting up in the morning
She was very beautiful. Y'know?
For a lawyer she was surprisingly like a child. Sometimes.
It must be morning when she dreams.
That Thursday the Universe was curved in the morning and was flat again by afternoon
I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
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 was never mine. I always shared her.
She was cilantro, jalapeño, habanero. She was the hot plate you must not touch.
She was a Surrealist Woman, She was like a Figure in a Dream
Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
By morning I will have erased all traces that I was ever here
it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
She is and was
She cleaned up for me at least.
she was just the dry smell of gasoline
Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
The girls had gone wild and now my dad's cock was missing
She was coming out as he was going in.
she was once a stealthy ghostship in the fog, now she shines wherever she walks
Besides the part where she was the only one
I said I was sorry. Then she looked at me.
Getting up on a Saturday morning
The day I woke up Faster Than Light
I woke up searching for something that I didn't find
I woke up in a bed I did not know
It was not death, for I stood up
It was something that sand out while burning itself up, at the risk that nothing would be left.
I don't think the sun was up
when i wake up i can't remember what it was. it's so hard to smuggle something out of a dream.
It was something that sang out while burning itself up, at the risk that nothing would be left.
I woke up in occupied America.
and then I woke up
I was wrong as a child, to think old people were stupid for asking me where the day had gone. Now I understand... we older people do not live.
By morning I will have erased all traces that I was ever a bear
we wake up every morning and train to jump into the sun
anemotis's morning wake up call
Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
When that cow would walk it was like she was dancing
This is the first time she's texted me since the morning she left.
She was locked in time
What the hell was she thinking?
To a girl who thought she was moving away
She moved so easily all I could think of was sunlight
in the morning it was almost too dead center
When she was new, she rolled around the sky like a black umbrella blown by the wind
She was thinking of a boy in California who had a couch and a job
He stretched out his arms but she was not there
Dust mop so magic she can not believe how fun it is to clean up after people
She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
Jessica, too tall but still lovely, was not sure she would or should drop the whale
She always was all tea and oranges that came all the way from China
When she was bad
She wakes me up by tickling my feet
The Abridged Edition: She was to one side, he was to the other, an untested bridge between them
She always was devious in her beauty
She was the seed of a strange tomorrow
She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
He dreamt he was a bulldozer, she dreamt she was alone in an empty bed
She dreamt she was a bulldozer, she dreamt she was alone in an empty field
The House on the Island Where She Was Born
someday, when she will think back upon the time when she was as yet undishonored
She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
She probably thought your first language was English; your real first language was Joyce
little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
And when she came back she was nobody's wife
She was so quiet that nobody heard her
The girl didn't know if she was loved until he said yes.
He was an ant on an ill-defined mission. She was the trapdoor spider of love.
Because, perhaps she was cold
She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
She lights everything up. He glows in the dark.
The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
She was free
She was feminine in the most displaced sense I had ever seen, a known quality refracted through stained glass windows.
She has given up on shoes completely.
She was too beautiful to be human
She didn't know what outside was anymore.
Up and gone
I Fell In Love With A Girl Who Was Already Gone.
She knew what she was doing
She hopes I'm cursed forever to sleep on a twin size mattress, never graduating up in size to add a lover.
you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
She was cilantro, jalepeno, habanero. She was the hot plate you must not touch.
She didn't write like Emily Dickinson, but she did live in a house overlooking a cemetery, and I guess he thought that was important.
she was waylaid by an octopus
She was so tall, and I was so in love
I was throwing around useless proverbs when all she needed was to be held and told that she was beautiful
Sun Comes Up, It's Tuesday Morning
He had a prison of brass built in the hole, and then, when it was finished, he locked up his daughter
I was thinking I could clean up for Christmas
It was daylight when you looked up from your ditch
It all burned up in the fire there was nothing left
You knew I was a rattlesnake when you picked me up
Somebody told me a story. It was pretty but boring. It was Saturday night, my stories usually end up that way.
I set my sister up with her husband, and all I got was this great dress and a trip to Hawaii
How Candide Was Brought Up in a Magnificent Castle and How He Was Driven Thence
'just woke up' voice
Her sleeves ride up on her arms when she moves
every day she stands there, waiting. every day, she's gone when i get there.
gone
Monkey Gone to Heaven
done gone
Where have all the Merrymakers gone?
Shadow University: Political Correctness gone insane
Church bulletins gone awry
A life gone terribly wrong
gone stoic in silence: ash and smoke and the wide sunk mud-iron landscape of forever
E2 has gone CRAZY!
Sunrises are the best when you haven't gone to bed yet
The Wind Done Gone
Girls Gone Wild
Gone Sailing
You are lost and gone forever, dreadful sorry, Clementine
Gone Fission
All the trees are gone and we are sad and we do miss them
Gone Till November
Woke capitalism
the world is gone, I must carry you
Gone in Sixty Seconds 2006 - A Theatre Quest
Gone in Sixty Seconds 2006 - Theatre Quest Entries
Gone In Sixty Seconds 2006 (document)
Where have my wings gone? They are hidden, embarrassed to be seen.
Please say it's not too late now that I'm dead and gone
anti gone (user)
Gone in Sixty Seconds 2007 - A Theatre Quest
Gone in Sixty Seconds 2007 - Theatre Quest Entries
Pictures of a Gone World
Where Have All the Flowers Gone?
her today and gone tomorrow
So many people have come and gone, their faces fade as the years go by
Yellow tells the story of time gone by

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