Here's the stuff we found when you searched for "she lost her faith a long time ago, if you see it, please mail it back home"

• A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away...
• He just wanted to give me something he forgot to give me a long time ago
• It happened a long time ago
• A long time ago, under the shady tree in my yard, I was dead
• Women should have become revolutionary a long time ago
• God died a long time ago
• A summer a long time ago
• The portion of her face she allows me to see
• someday, when she will think back upon the time when she was as yet undishonored
• She Called in Her Soul to Come and See
• Long time no see
• All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
• Looking back from time to time, her tears falling fast
• I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
• Now she's in my doorway, accusing me with her soft breasts and long legs, strong hips.
• 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.
• You're going home in the back of an ambulance
• i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
• serene. She sips her tea
• They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
• If we ran this back an infinite number of times across infinite existences our souls would still never connect, so don't regret.
• A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
• There’s nothing like a trail of blood to find your way back home
• On a night not too long ago
• Not so long ago,
• Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
• I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
• A misplaced sense of guilt from long ago
• She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
• Bringing it all back home again
• She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
• Ruth holding up time with her beauty
• I became a fish and a hundred years passed in a blurred stream. I remember it from long ago.
• "Too long ago" makes no sense to me.
• If You See Her, Say Hello
• river, in all his innocent beauty and home in hers
• I do not see her
• returning to that place from far away and long ago
• She quietly hugged him back. At 8:30 she ate the rest of him.
• we carry home on our backs
• When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
• Fuck and please her like never before with the Stimulator!
• She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
• Most of the men were disillusioned long before they met her
• She grew a little older, while he was telling her
• I dreamed of her pulse long before I took it from her
• I hope my pony knows the way back home
• while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
• long ago
• will my heart be there, where I left it so long ago?
• She Will Have Her Way
• She practices her speech
• She disappeared as if he had only dreamed her
• How long have you been in love with her?
• You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
• why she makes her wishes at 7:07
• her first time
• She said her father died of cancer in the sixties
• She, the Last Leviathan. She, the Station Agent. Chin on her Palm, she Watches Every Departure.
• She asked me to read her a poem
• She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
• Why faster than light implies back in time
• Bringing it All Back Home
• She sat back in the bleachers
• cities full of ravens, silent concrete echoing back while she sings
• My hands on her back; slipping into sleep
• She started to fall, and knew she would never come back
• i always want to go back. but i don't know if it's time yet. i have some things i have to do.
• Back to Work in the Time of Covid?
• I got lost in a Siberian winter and never came back
• Her faith informed his fiction
• I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
• Someone outlined against the sky, the sun too bright to see her face
• I can see her face
• 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.
• How Stella Got Her Groove Back
• Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
• I don't like her because she won't like me
• She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
• You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
• she left her handwriting all over the calendar
• She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
• She wears her failed relationships like a shield
• He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
• Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
• She always was devious in her beauty
• She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
• At night, her eyes closed, she would
• Telling Anna you love her the first time
• Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
• I see drops of her everywhere
• 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
• 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.
• i kissed her one last time, then walked out of her life forever
• She was so quiet that nobody heard her
• She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
• I like it when I dream of her. It's the only time we get to talk.
• She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
• Every time that I tell her that I love her, I can taste my own hypocrisy
• she lit her thumb on fire
• Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
• 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 was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
• She knows no truth except her own.
• A girl I know had her jaw wired shut, and she vomited.
• A woman of her times
• I would have attempted to draw her if she had stayed that way.
• When Did You See Her Last?
• If you see her around.
• if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
• She took a California tilt and never came back.
• Not too far back in time
• If you don't see the shack, take it back
• And when she came back she was nobody's wife
• Come Back Home
• Her back
• Our music, in place of breadcrumbs, is there to help us find our way back home
• Do you remember watching hosewater down a driveway back home?
• he did not look back. he walked slowly. he might stop at any time.
• Our music, in place of breadcrumbs, is there to help us find our way back home.
• If you could go back in time and kill Hitler, would you?
• Now he dances to bring her back.
• Melinda goes back in time and I get to watch
• If I could turn back time
• There's a yellow brick road that we follow back home
• I want my Forest of Eriador back please
• Please, for the love of everything that is holy on this Earth. I just want the cold back.
• Every lousy Kraut beady blue-eyed bastard I see, I just jerk back on my BAR and pump some lead in their face.
• The day I lost all faith in the American government
• Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
• I don't want to see her
• She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
• Please cut back on your car usage
• Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
• life is supposed to be walking back home alone
• When I went back in time to kill you
• How to test if your mother REALLY has eyes in the back of her head
• A man who never sees a pretty girl without loving her a little
• It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
• See her talk
• She flies with her own wings
• She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
• If you loved her, you'd be home by now
• 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
• the small of her back
• She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
• Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
• What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
• 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 ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
• She was never mine. I always shared her.
• I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
• Every strong wind one leans into and smiles should bring back a lost toy from childhood
• If you could see her through my eyes
• Where was her angel all those times the sky clouded over
• She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
• She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
• Pig on her back
• She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
• The first time I saw her
• does she need to touch her own face to know?
• the way she wears her weary
• it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
• The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
• She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
• She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
• She thought about giving him her heart
• Every time I fall, I fall a little bit harder, a little bit further, I fall right back onto you
• When she sleeps, is she not moving her legs aside for an unknown garrison?
• Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
• Her hands on my back; slipping into sleep
• And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
• I'd love to go back to the late 80's and tell them about our time
• I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
• She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
• She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
• she had already found her party
• Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
• Creating a password to convince yourself you have traveled back in time

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