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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
a horse that's lost could be dreaming of the girl that's going to find him
She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
does she need to touch her own face to know?
She thought about giving him her heart
She could not live with or without him
he can find a cure for us, if we help him
Good help is so hard to find
Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
She moved so easily all I could think of was sunlight
She knows no truth except her own.
So she could feel as if she had danced
I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
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 most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
She flies with her own wings
She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
At night, her eyes closed, she would
She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
She was so quiet that nobody heard her
I would have attempted to draw her if she had stayed that way.
Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
Gays are great, so she says
By the way, she has a penis; just so you know.
Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
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
And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
Is it fair for him to love me when she craves his touch?
I can't find her in this house of dust and bones
If she didn't love you she would kill you
you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
she left her handwriting all over the calendar
Mull around in my mind for a while and you'll find so many treasure troves and so many graveyards that you won't be able to tell the difference between them
A girl I know had her jaw wired shut, and she vomited.
She is willing to attempt to retrieve the data. Go with her.
How to find out your own IP address
I would have liked thunder when she left
So happy she drools
she can scream so loud you'll be looking for your ears on the floor
The Street finds its own uses for things
She asked me to read her a poem
She hit me like thunder, and I had to lie down until I could breathe again
I still find her feathers
She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
She always was devious in her beauty
little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
For Emily, Whenever I May Find Her
To Him She Is A Beauty
As she waits to tell him
a smiling girl with blonde eyelashes and a sundress. someday i'll find her
So she wet the bed
She always confused her greys with white.
I would have tried, but Charlotte kept Charlotte in the world of Charlotte and she barely heard me
When that cow would walk it was like she was dancing
Jessica, too tall but still lovely, was not sure she would or should drop the whale
Dust mop so magic she can not believe how fun it is to clean up after people
Once upon a time, I imagined she would be a river
I cannot find the right words to tell her this
She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
Our music, in place of breadcrumbs, is there to help us find our way back home
Just as it could not imprison itself with laws, impoverish itself with money or misguide itself with leaders, so it would not misrepresent itself with signs.
The Things She Could Forget, If I'd Forget Them Too
What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
moment after moment, we have to find our own way
She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
She was never mine. I always shared her.
Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
When she sleeps, is she not moving her legs aside for an unknown garrison?
it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
I once helped Jason Priestley's girlfriend find his dick
She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
I still find strands of her hair in bed
She practices her speech
The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
They'll find their own lightning
She asked me if I loved her and I showed her the tattoo
She crashed her car trying to avoid a butterfly
She won't kiss him until she marries him
She nicknamed her vagina "Crusty"
Another bed she does not own
She Bit Him In Two
She was so pleased to learn that she was right
She quietly hugged him back. At 8:30 she ate the rest of him.
She Called in Her Soul to Come and See
So then she said
When she is talking to him
she gave her heart to a falling star
She was so tall, and I was so in love
She started to fall, and knew she would never come back
She had never kissed someone so old.
some of the pain that she endures would bring a strong man to his knees
And when she turned into a man, we were so proud
wake up and find her still there
She told me I looked like a Henry, and this is how she would know me
i need your grace to remind me to find my own
I am someone and I wish so much I could help you
She could be a businesswoman
Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
She wears her failed relationships like a shield
I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
I don't like her because she won't like me
I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
Our music, in place of breadcrumbs, is there to help us find our way back home.
Over and over it would rain so that we could not dig the body up
Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
She could run a spiel like nobody's business. She could sell the world and make you wish for more.
We're gonna find the bastard and "reward" him.
The portion of her face she allows me to see
She grew a little older, while he was telling her
the way she wears her weary
Why do I find coconuts so gloriously alluring?
She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
She Will Have Her Way
The Help moJoe find his Biological Mother Project
why she makes her wishes at 7:07
serene. She sips her tea
she had already found her party
She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
Half-sour pickle
She disappeared as if he had only dreamed her
I had forgotten the bear's name, and could not find my way home to the Thousand Acre wood
she lit her thumb on fire
She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
For Webster 1913, whenever I may find him
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.
Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
She, the Last Leviathan. She, the Station Agent. Chin on her Palm, she Watches Every Departure.
This is my universe. Go find your own sandbox.
She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
She could hit four octaves above high-C, but she never performed in public
She Misses Him
At night, she still believes in him
Is she really going out with him?
She smokes. It wraps around her wrists and clings to her neck.
Tell him, she told me
I gave her my heart, she tore it apart, and who gives a fart.
She keeps her lies everywhere
She said her father died of cancer in the sixties
her eyes can't find you at first
some girls find older chaps pretty kinky
Fermat will never find solace of yes
you're never anywhere i find you
Fan Out and Find the Focker
On three separate occasions, I gave up my life so others could live
And there find God in everyone
This was then, and now I can't even find your grave
we always knew we'd find someone just like you
The Wizard Finds an Enchantment
Can Heironymus Merkin Ever Forget Mercy Humppe and Find True Happiness?
He would shrink into the sky if he could
If only I could get into her head
Anyone could know just by watching her silent moves

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