Findings:

• when you're done, you can let her die if that's what you want. Or you can wake her.
• She really does want to clap along, but at the same time she doesn't want to let the bird get out.
• Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
• Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
• All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
• She took a California tilt and never came back.
• let her take me, feed on me, devour me
• My mother wants her mother to die
• If you want to die clean, eat your own pie
• She crashed her car trying to avoid a butterfly
• She quietly hugged him back. At 8:30 she ate the rest of him.
• Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
• I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
• And when she came back she was nobody's wife
• A girl I know had her jaw wired shut, and she vomited.
• Here's Me Inside Her But I Can Tell From Her Vagina She Doesn't Really Care
• So I let her go
• to let her know
• Why my sister couldn't let go of the electric dog fence
• I want to reach my hand into the dark and feel what reaches back
• I don't remember what her name was so let's call her Doris
• How to be strong for her, when all you want is to depend on her
• the way she wears her weary
• Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
• i always want to go back. but i don't know if it's time yet. i have some things i have to do.
• She asked me if I loved her and I showed her the tattoo
• She, the Last Leviathan. She, the Station Agent. Chin on her Palm, she Watches Every Departure.
• She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
• you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
• Please please please let me get what I want
• I'll let you in on a secret
• I don't want to set the world on fire. I just want to start a flame in her heart.
• She Called in Her Soul to Come and See
• 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.
• I'll be back at it, dirty and reckless
• crystal eats her grilled cheese sandwiches with ketchup hearts
• She wears her failed relationships like a shield
• I don't like her because she won't like me
• Don't let your cat eat toothpaste
• Mantra: Water off your back, brother. Let it go.
• She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
• She grew a little older, while he was telling her
• 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.
• does she need to touch her own face to know?
• if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
• A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
• She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
• When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
• cities full of ravens, silent concrete echoing back while she sings
• She knows no truth except her own.
• She practices her speech
• She keeps her lies everywhere
• She's a stallion, let her run
• For the first time in either of her lives, she is held gently
• if you want to get rid of her, you have to stop feeding her
• she gave her heart to a falling star
• Bob wants me to let my imagination
• Just don't let's pretend she followed you home
• It's my birthday and I'll refuse to drink if I want to
• I gave her my heart, she tore it apart, and who gives a fart.
• Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
• Come back safe; we don't want any dead heroes in this family
• Launch me into space, and I'll never need to come back
• Correct me if I'm wrong, and if I am, I'll eat a bug
• Please, for the love of everything that is holy on this Earth. I just want the cold back.
• someday, when she will think back upon the time when she was as yet undishonored
• Who let her get at the Johnny Walker
• Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
• Let them eat cake
• She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
• They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
• She flies with her own wings
• She thought about giving him her heart
• I want my brother back
• She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
• Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
• The portion of her face she allows me to see
• He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
• I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
• Her back
• You want to reassure her, but you don't know where to start
• She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
• Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
• She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
• Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
• She was so quiet that nobody heard her
• She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
• She Will Have Her Way
• She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
• She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
• My hands on her back; slipping into sleep
• You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
• She asked me to read her a poem
• Why if I ever meet Nancy Grace, I'll punch her in her yapping poodle-like face
• I would have attempted to draw her if she had stayed that way.
• She smokes. It wraps around her wrists and clings to her neck.
• Looking back from time to time, her tears falling fast
• She nicknamed her vagina "Crusty"
• She said her father died of cancer in the sixties
• She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
• I'll be back
• She always confused her greys with white.
• The memory cuts through her like the blade she wields
• Her sleeves ride up on her arms when she moves
• 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
• the small of her back
• I'll tell you why you want Democracy
• How long do you think I'll let you keep me here?
• Let me dream if I want to
• She was buttery. She was asking for it. She was delicious. Let's all give in.
• Tell me how you want to die, and I'll tell you who you are
• Just because I'm nice to her doesn't mean I want to fuck her
• I'll pretend I just cursed myself by saying this, so when it doesn't happen I have something to fall back on other than you
• She sat back in the bleachers
• Now he dances to bring her back.
• Pig on her back
• Let's put the fun back in funeral
• I don't want to go back to work
• I want my Forest of Eriador back please
• Keep a room somewhere for me, I'll find it on my way back.
• She started to fall, and knew she would never come back
• I wanted to eat; I had fir-trees
• you never want to eat somewhere you work
• Her hands on my back; slipping into sleep
• She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
• Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
• She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
• She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
• I don't want to see her
• She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
• I don't think I would want to date her now, anyway
• It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
• Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
• I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
• Nobody likes me, everybody hates me, think I'll go eat worms
• How Stella Got Her Groove Back
• Let Her Go Down
• She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
• she left her handwriting all over the calendar
• What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
• She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
• She was never mine. I always shared her.
• serene. She sips her tea
• She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
• Want (the state of not having her)
• Why you don't want to piss her off
• I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
• a smiling girl with blonde eyelashes and a sundress. someday i'll find her
• You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
• She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
• The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
• She always was devious in her beauty
• She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
• And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
• she had already found her party
• it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
• At night, her eyes closed, she would
• She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
• She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
• He loved her so much, he wanted to do her autopsy
• why she makes her wishes at 7:07
• i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
• I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
• When she sleeps, is she not moving her legs aside for an unknown garrison?
• She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
• She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
• she lit her thumb on fire
• She disappeared as if he had only dreamed her
• 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
• 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.
• while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
• 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
• How to test if your mother REALLY has eyes in the back of her head

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