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The House on the Island Where She Was Born
To a girl who thought she was moving away
She was free
The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
As soon as you're born you start dying
He stretched out his arms but she was not there
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 was pain and pleasure all at once, wrapped up in needles and Ramones T-shirts
She was the seed of a strange tomorrow
She was steady
She was so tall, and I was so in love
Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
Born with the gift of laughter, and a sense that the world was mad
Was I born to play?
All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
Christ Was Born on Christmas Day
I Think I was Born in the wrong Hemisphere
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 just the dry smell of gasoline
She had become a mutton for punishment and he was a wolf
The flowers smiled, but she was gone
I was born this way
She dreamt she was a bulldozer, she dreamt she was alone in an empty field
She Was 18, It Was Summer
She was coming out as he was going in.
He was an ant on an ill-defined mission. She was the trapdoor spider of love.
She was locked in time
The Day Earth Was Born
Little plaques that say "So-And-So Was Born Here"
For a few more precious seconds, the body I was born with was still in one piece
He not busy being born is busy dying
I Was Born Yesterday
When I Was Born for the 7th Time
When she was bad
Boy, I was sure lucky to be born into the one true faith!
She grew a little older, while he was telling her
When she was new, she rolled around the sky like a black umbrella blown by the wind
She was very beautiful. Y'know?
"I was born this way" as justification for gay rights harms the gay and lesbian community
Existentialism is that girlfriend who cheated on you. Postmodernism is who she was with.
She probably thought your first language was English; your real first language was Joyce
She was an intellectual prostitute, seducing me with profound truisms
someday, when she will think back upon the time when she was as yet undishonored
And when she came back she was nobody's wife
Outside the train station she was the only person wearing an Orange raincoat and a look of surprise
Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
She was cilantro, jalapeño, habanero. She was the hot plate you must not touch.
For a lawyer she was surprisingly like a child. Sometimes.
she was once a stealthy ghostship in the fog, now she shines wherever she walks
Besides the part where she was the only one
It's been years since we were born
Who shouted with glee when the colour blue was born?
The Firestone dealership was full to the brim with cars. But I reasoned I would need a boat, since my desire was to go to Ireland. Just then a harsh reminder surfaced; water is expensive in hell.
born baby blue, tonight she is burning red
She was too beautiful to be human
She moved so easily all I could think of was sunlight
He was born with the gift of logic but the inability to use it
A Child Was Born in 64
She was thinking of a boy in California who had a couch and a job
What the hell was she thinking?
Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
Jessica, too tall but still lovely, was not sure she would or should drop the whale
piano outside in the snow. and she was spinning
i was born the queen of nowhere
He dreamt he was a bulldozer, she dreamt she was alone in an empty bed
I'm sorry I was speeding, officer, but I really have to get to the hospital
born under candlelight just from the edge of a knife, was it a life? or was it a light at all?
She was never mine. I always shared her.
She was so pleased to learn that she was right
She was buttery. She was asking for it. She was delicious. Let's all give in.
"He was a terrible man," she sobbed, between bites of alimony
She was a Surrealist Woman, She was like a Figure in a Dream
The Abridged Edition: She was to one side, he was to the other, an untested bridge between them
I was throwing around useless proverbs when all she needed was to be held and told that she was beautiful
I was tired. It was late. She was Russian.
it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
She always was devious in her beauty
She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
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 so quiet that nobody heard her
She was like a candle in the wind: unreliable
She is and was
She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
I said I was sorry. Then she looked at me.
She always was all tea and oranges that came all the way from China
When that cow would walk it was like she was dancing
She was the cutest necromancer I ever did see
she was waylaid by an octopus
She was feminine in the most displaced sense I had ever seen, a known quality refracted through stained glass windows.
Because, perhaps she was cold
She didn't know what outside was anymore.
This is the first time she's texted me since the morning she left.
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 knew what she was doing
The girl didn't know if she was loved until he said yes.
Since Hector was a pup
Since I was knee-high to a grasshopper
I had to call my father this evening and tell him I was dying.
Since Adam was a boy
little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
Fast-talking career gal who thought she was one of the boys
born slippy.NUXX
He Is Born
Born to fuck
There's a sucker born every minute
Food for thought as carnivorous robot is born
Just Born, Inc.
Why do computer geeks feel they were born in the wrong time?
We born to die
What if I were born in someone else's life?
Born in the U.S.A.
you, who would stifle beautiful words not yet born
Koenig Born Diagram
Born Again Virgin
All Girls Should Have Been Born Blonde
Born Free
Born Cross Eyed
Pac-Man is born to lose
Born Again Pagan
American Born Chinese
Born Against
Born into Trouble as the Sparks Fly Upward
Born on the Fourth of July
Fast of the First Born
Born Slippy 2003
Born as a feral, raised as a housecat
Born Into Brothels
born again (user)
Born from a glacier, hatched by a volcano, gone to the sea
Twice Born (user)
last born (user)
When you're born with duckweed in your hair, it never washes out
native born
babies being born without brains
What is Heraclides had never been born?
What if Heraclides had never been born?
Men are designed to be good hunters, but it's women who are born killers
Born of broken dreams
Born to Sing: No Plan B
these forces begin long before we are born and continue after we perish
Being born in Searle's Chinese room
There's a child born to the land of scorn
Born to fly
And Am I born to Die?
Iconic Things Born Out of Disorientation
The Trouble with Being Born
I wasn't born here, I had to learn to use the metro
middle of summer how crazy it was
Taiwan dog dyeing
The Dying Words of Stonewall Jackson
god lay dying
The Dying Earth
Rage, rage against the dying of the light
BSD is dying
Dying of love
Dying Inside
In the halls of the dying
There are causes worth dying for, but none worth killing for
If we are not dead yet, it is because we are too busy dying to know we are dead.
Lonely and Dying in 1A
Dying of a heart attack at the cinema
a great many things are dying very violently all the time
A Dying Cubs Fan's Last Request
Dying Declaration
the dying rooms
Statistics of Americans dying abroad
Last Rays of the Old Dying Sun
x a mess dying (user)

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