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What she didn't say
And yet she lingers
A language full of words she understands, but does not know the sound of, yet.
She told me to say that
Mira, she says
He says she says
There is nothing growing here, in the space between she and me
She Spoke in Nothing But Lies
Gays are great, so she says
She says kill. I say how many.
someday, when she will think back upon the time when she was as yet undishonored
What, she cannot say
That's all she wrote
So then she said
She told me I'd make a good Satan
She sang of fantastic green islands, and sparkling fish, never telling that she haunted the waters
She Misses Him
She loved me for my maths
Spinning shapes like a song out of order. In the dark she can see fireflies.
I was throwing around useless proverbs when all she needed was to be held and told that she was beautiful
I Dare - She Said (user)
She left me on the boardwalk with my head held in my hands.
A woman will do anything if she loves you.
She Wants Revenge
Tell him, she told me
Murder She Wrote
She moved so easily all I could think of was sunlight
She wears her failed relationships like a shield
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 left her handwriting all over the calendar
She started to fall, and knew she would never come back
She loves me, she loves me not
At night, her eyes closed, she would
she named it killer and took it to the beach to play in the sand
Venus, when she is the evening star
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
Each time she tells you this, she is lying.
A woman has 30 ways of laughing, but only 1 way in which she cries.
The things we always thought, yet never had the courage to speak
he/she
English As She Is Spoke: Familiar Dialogues, Part III
Any woman who thinks she is pro-life should ask herself
To a girl who thought she was moving away
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 has big eyes and a slightly cracked voice
She was never mine. I always shared her.
She Bop
she gave herself that holocaust haircut. cinnamon colored clippings cover the motel bedspread like sprinkles.
she spent the night gingerly peeling me off the moon.
she, he, and me
When she sleeps, is she not moving her legs aside for an unknown garrison?
She was like a candle in the wind: unreliable
she can't remember what it's like to be found
she seems bored with me after all this time
What She Said
(s)he
Jennifer, is she your friend?
She Sells Sanctuary
She threw out all my letters
She is the branches, you are the trunk
If you meet a strange, confident woman, she may well be a witch
The stars were bright that night she left me forever
Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
I Dare - She Said_root (category)
She looks good in black
What she writes in my diary, I will read in twenty years
She Stole My Voice
She sat down in black pants and mules, and I pulled up a chair to listen to her reading Billy Collins
My kisses say nothing except "I love you"
She smiles in colors
She thought about giving him her heart
She was steady
She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
Two condoms, she makes me wear
The hardest breath she has
She wasn't connected to the earth the way the rest of us are
She was a Surrealist Woman, She was like a Figure in a Dream
does she need to touch her own face to know?
She may be pretty and have more money than me but she doesn't write songs about you.
She smelt of spoilt T-forms
We light candles on the day she died
cities full of ravens, silent concrete echoing back while she sings
He was an ant on an ill-defined mission. She was the trapdoor spider of love.
To say nothing of the dog
She Walks in Beauty
English As She Is Spoke: Familiar Letters
She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
She was very beautiful. Y'know?
She was buttery. She was asking for it. She was delicious. Let's all give in.
She didn't believe in transcendence
She is like an onion
She lies upstairs, a gray whisper
His face when she fell
Milk left on the counter overnight turned sour. She had turned as well.
She is what happens when silence makes love with night.
why she makes her wishes at 7:07
If a woman lactates honey, she probably has cooter bees
When she died
she , billowing apparation, inimitable white sheet
She sells sea shells
She has the biggest cock of any girl I know
I don't like her because she won't like me
She makes my teeth naked
Isn't She Lovely
Dust mop so magic she can not believe how fun it is to clean up after people
We are the servants of our muse, and we toil where she commands
France, she said
She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
She handed me my first sharpened pencil.
she may hold life
She lights everything up. He glows in the dark.
You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
she had mood ring eyes
Nothing says hardcore like Kansas in January: an Everything, Kansas proof of concept
She is why God is God.
Is she really going out with him?
For a lawyer she was surprisingly like a child. Sometimes.
She Fucks Me
He stretched out his arms but she was not there
Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
She brought them home to meet the dog
she filled my belly with snowglobe water
she falls
when she saw the funny side, we introduced my child bride to whisky and gin
That's what she said
definite demise, she soars further, taller, stronger, larger
She was so tall, and I was so in love
Things that a fetus would say if it could speak
English As She Is Spoke: Familiar Anecdotes
Who am I to critique that which she is?
They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
piano outside in the snow. and she was spinning
She really does want to clap along, but at the same time she doesn't want to let the bird get out.
When she was bad
She is the tear that hangs inside my soul forever
She drowns quietly and without complaint
She tells stories as if she knows what the ending will be.
And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
Doors and windows open, she screams "COME ON, MOTHERFUCKER" at the hurricane
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.
She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
She approached me with some vague line
I knew she wasn't faking
She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
A tentative laugh, she expected to be interrupted
What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
She Who Holds the Sky
To Him She Is A Beauty
The Abridged Edition: She was to one side, he was to the other, an untested bridge between them
I note that she is pretty, but we are off into the city, my werewolf friend and I
On she went. The woods were deep and still.
She wanted the pies to stop.
She was so quiet that nobody heard her
she is his sounding board
She walked into the room
She Moved Through The Fair
what she kisses twice
How she saw the moon
She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
She doesn't know what he sees, but sometimes it makes his face beautiful
She only wants me for sex
The things she wonders about
She was the seed of a strange tomorrow
She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
She Thinks in Harmony
she wants to kill and break hearts
She Came and Went Like Wind (A Selkie Story)
Isabelle is a fierce hunter; she won't stand for the wrong prey
She came through the glass door, untouched by the storm that raged outside.
She Hangs Brightly
She has trouble acting normal
Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
She is stupidly keeping herself a secret, when I know she has sparkly things to show me
She is the ocean.
Three years she grew in sun and shower
She took my bell
She walked by his desk and left a nickel
She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
Dream of ducks, she said
if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
She doesn't need me anymore
The girl didn't know if she was loved until he said yes.
When that cow would walk it was like she was dancing
So happy she drools
The vacuum she left
She Sleeps
She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
She stood on my feet; and we danced
Things She Carried
She was an intellectual prostitute, seducing me with profound truisms
She is that most perfect art
She took a California tilt and never came back.
She makes the sign of the teaspoon, he makes the sign of the wave
she was just the dry smell of gasoline
lest she lose all else
I bet she drinks from the bottle

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