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She who makes the Moon the Moon and, whenever she is full, sets the dogs to howling all night long, and me with them.
For the man who inspired me to dance
She Speaks to Me
let me know who you are now.
She told me I'd make a good Satan
She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
I can't think of anyone who could appreciate more than me your eyes and your voice
People who argue, using terms they refuse to define
I remember when it was me who made her toilet flush
She told me she remembers three things about me
Somewhere there's a god who wants me
She only wants me for sex
The people who matter most to me are the ones who make me laugh
I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
all who come to me with this map are lost
she, he, and me
She told me to say that
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
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.
to my lover who is most similar to me
Any woman who thinks she is pro-life should ask herself
She kissed me gently, just once, then walked away crying
She misses me
Two condoms, she makes me wear
To the drive who keeps taking me
I will marry only he who defeats me in battle
Anybody who gets married before the age of 25 scares me a little
To the man who keeps happening to me
She loved me for my brains not my body. It's what zombies do.
She may be pretty and have more money than me but she doesn't write songs about you.
I Know Who Killed Me
If you want to converse with me, first define your terms.
She doesn't need me anymore
I don't like her because she won't like me
Fast-talking career gal who thought she was one of the boys
She stopped me in the city. A lost soul gambling on random encounters.
Existentialism is that girlfriend who cheated on you. Postmodernism is who she was with.
I gave her my heart, she tore it apart, and who gives a fart.
She Who Holds the Sky
who did this to me?
Everyone Who Pretended To Like Me Is Gone
To the three girls who stopped me today on my way to class
This is me. This is who I am. The numbers shouldn't matter.
Who would cry for me should I die tonight?
She writes notes to me, to keep me in check
She told me I looked like a Henry, and this is how she would know me
Tell me what you read, and I will tell you who you are
Religion doesn't allow me to be who I am
To John Bartlett, Who Had Sent Me a Seven Pound Trout
There is nothing growing here, in the space between she and me
I need these blue and black halos for comfort, to remind me where I am, who I am, when I am
Who shall deliver me from the body of this death?
She loved me for my maths
Wandering about with keys dangling from an oversized shoelace around your neck
i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
there's nothing quite as wonderful to me as the assorted scars of a woman who's too busy reading to watch where she's walking
who me (user)
She looks at me and she laughs
she seems bored with me after all this time
she looked at me then whispered, we are all made of stardust
She was watching me and I didn’t know it.
everyone who ever told me i was pretty was lying.
She might not need me. But then again she might.
She found me on public transportation
that's where she lost me as I began imagining my family amongst blood-dripped hedges
She asked me to read her a poem
To anyone who this may have hurt, please forgive me. The darkness keeps calling and I must go.
I said I was sorry. Then she looked at me.
Tell me how you want to die, and I'll tell you who you are
texting, she tells me anarchy will remain an important ideology
Who am I to critique that which she is?
She Who Is
My mother loves me. She uses the good sandwich bags.
I Used to Know a Man Who Killed Me Once a Week
Austin Powers 2: The Spy Who Shagged Me
God is a pretty girl across the bar who smiles and waves in your direction; and you think she is waving at you
It's too bad she won't live. But then again, who does?
She was thinking of a boy in California who had a couch and a job
she is the sort of woman who, when put to the magnifying glass, refused to burn
She who abandons does not return
To a girl who thought she was moving away
She hit me like thunder, and I had to lie down until I could breathe again
I really miss the woman who told me that people don't like me
I remember when it was me who made her skin flush
She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
May those who are born after me
Remind Me Who I Am, Again
The Spy Who Loved Me
She just looks at me
She Loves Me
She dumped me when she found out I'd been faking my Scottish accent
A child who will clearly grow up to be as demented as me
To a Poet, who would have me Praise certain Bad Poets, Imitators of His and Mine
Forgive me for who I am when I wake up
That one makes me scream, she said
She said she loved me
She approached me with some vague line
I would have tried, but Charlotte kept Charlotte in the world of Charlotte and she barely heard me
To a Young Lady Who Sent Me a Laurel Crown
Is it you, Sir, who cut me? Or is it I who cut you?
She only wants me for tech support
She wakes me up by tickling my feet
She is stupidly keeping herself a secret, when I know she has sparkly things to show me
The stars were bright that night she left me forever
The portion of her face she allows me to see
She loves me, she loves me not
She kills me
I put my head down and hoped to God she wasn't looking at me
Sitting next to strangers who fall asleep by me for no reason. Trusting rhythm. An odd intimacy, train trips.
She was an intellectual prostitute, seducing me with profound truisms
Who Pulls Me Down? Double Predestination in Marlowe's Faustus
She Fucks Me
Desperate guys who 'talk' me for no apparent reason
Seven for a magpie who tells me where to go
I a man sad, with a linux box, a slow internet connection and friends who can not see the love in me bursting to get out.
Is it fair for him to love me when she craves his touch?
If not me, who? If not now, when?
She left me on the boardwalk with my head held in my hands.
She handed me my first sharpened pencil.
Tell him, she told me
Somewhere there is a syphilitic prostitute who is going to tell me about India
Victor Burczyki, a man who once bought me a beer and told me this story
I will marry only he who defeats me in Scrabble
She's smarter than me but she's also more quiet, therefore she has no personality which makes me feel better
She is still undoing me.
She cleaned up for me at least.
She said she loved me. The knife came down.
I remember when it was me who made you want to take over the world and enslave humanity
She saved me from Hylas' fate
She taught me some moves, including stealthy exits.
She tells me she drives a truck.
The girl who cried 'rape me'
Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
those receive me, who quietly treat me, as one familiar and well-beloved in that home
My Mother She Killed Me, My Father He Ate Me
She told me she wouldn't
She is lobbing rainbows at me from across the room and I am swallowing them like fear.
She asked me to stop dreaming of death
She Blinded Me With Science
she spent the night gingerly peeling me off the moon.
She Gave Sweet Love To Me
I will marry only he who defeats me in battle.
there are people who are gone but wanted me to be happy
She asked me if I loved her and I showed her the tattoo
A letter to those who have impressed me
Who the heck wants to look like an old lady? Pick me, pick me!
I know the world will hate me for who I am.
This is the first time she's texted me since the morning she left.
The stranger who hates me
She pulled the "I love you" on me
Section 61: Gross income defined
#define
Person, Define Thyself
Define Religion? Applying Ninian Smarts Model.
Illness limits but doesn't define
Never define your value by the scale of someone else's weakness
Define "Real"
Music that is either by the Sonic Youth or by some band that is ripping off the Sonic Youth, but you can't tell which
Coy or honestly shy, either way I have got mad designs on your dancy eyes
Eigenvalues of idempotent matrices are either 0 or 1
You're either with us or you're against us
The square root of any positive integer is either integral or irrational
The manner of drinking and spitting is either hard or soft
Very emotional people are either psychotic or sincere
You're either a patriot or a terrorist
This music crept by me upon the waters
I'm starting to think the secret is to NOT be rich and prosperous. To be 'unsuccessful' (depending on who you ask)
'Scuse me while I kiss the sky
Drug Me
Why Not Me?
Timor mortis conturbat me
What an artist the world is losing in me!
Drink Me
Eat Me
Please Please Me
Come to Me
C is for cookie, and that's good enough for me
Don't stand so close to me

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