Findings:
- When I look into her eyes, I no longer care about what the world thinks. This is what it feels like to be alive.
- They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
- She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
- You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
- She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
- I don't like her because she won't like me
- It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
- Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
- What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
- All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
- She wears her failed relationships like a shield
- It is her name that I think of when I think about being in love.
- She thought about giving him her heart
- I like it when I dream of her. It's the only time we get to talk.
- 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 is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
- sunset rainwater turns her sidewalk chalk-art into a sherbert delight; a surprise gift from chaos that tumbles her like tinkling bells onto the wet grass
- she left her handwriting all over the calendar
- she had already found her party
- you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved 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.
- if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
- while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
- She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
- I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
- Don't tell her she's beautiful
- About the things you could not show her
- I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
- why she makes her wishes at 7:07
- When you can almost recognize her face, but you can't remember her name
- She was so quiet that nobody heard her
- She nicknamed her vagina "Crusty"
- She crashed her car trying to avoid a butterfly
- She smokes. It wraps around her wrists and clings to her neck.
- The portion of her face she allows me to see
- If you really care about someone, do not tell her to fuck off
- She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
- She always was devious in her beauty
- He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
- Don't Kill Her Daddy with Careless Talk
- A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
- i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
- Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
- She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
- She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
- Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
- does she need to touch her own face to know?
- Ask her if she's got an answer
- 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
- Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
- She's a stallion, let her run
- She Called in Her Soul to Come and See
- I gave her my heart, she tore it apart, and who gives a fart.
- She, the Last Leviathan. She, the Station Agent. Chin on her Palm, she Watches Every Departure.
- She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
- She asked me to read her a poem
- She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
- Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
- She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
- She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
- serene. She sips her tea
- I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
- I can't find her in this house of dust and bones
- The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
- She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
- She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
- Her smile, thinking about you
- And her legs went on forever, like staring up at infinity
- 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.
- her ardent eyebrows are charcoal scimitars taut above eyes that breeze like open windows
- Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
- When she sleeps, is she not moving her legs aside for an unknown garrison?
- the way she wears her weary
- Something is Alive in Her Bosom
- Sleepless amid her ships, her houses, her incalculable wealth
- And she's walking as if her feet hurt
- what she's building now, it isn't much, but it's hers
- She'd move, breaking the magnetism between her chair and my desk
- she lit her thumb on fire
- I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
- She disappeared as if he had only dreamed her
- She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
- What do girls think about guys when they catch guys staring at their breasts, but the guy is actually trying to read her shirt?
- waiting for his arms to fold like wings around her
- She said her father died of cancer in the sixties
- That was what her hunger was like: mesmerizing, directed, floating like a public secret just under the cloud cover.
- I would have attempted to draw her if she had stayed that way.
- My friend is dating someone who likes him far more than he likes her
- She asked me if I loved her and I showed her the tattoo
- She always confused her greys with white.
- she gave her heart to a falling star
- She keeps her lies everywhere
- Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
- A girl I know had her jaw wired shut, and she vomited.
- Her name was Natalie
- The colors flow through her like a rainbow
- like a tiger without her mountain
- Nice Legs, Shame About Her Face
- thinking about her
- She was never mine. I always shared her.
- Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
- I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
- Even the moon likes to change her colors
- She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
- Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
- Talk to Her
- Ducks can swim. What about her pearls?
- She grew a little older, while he was telling her
- She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
- Tied up tight, like a bride on her wedding night
- Don't tell me about her
- She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
- Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
- Slap Her... She's French
- I ate her love like a nine-piece bucket of chicken
- Her name is Rebecca
- It clings to her like dedication in the rain
- At night, her eyes closed, she would
- She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
- Fuck and please her like never before with the Stimulator!
- She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
- Snatched away, like the Lindberg baby, who everyone talked about, which explains my lifelong fear of ladders.
- She Will Have Her Way
- Her name is Claire
- And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
- She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
- 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
- She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
- I got a girl in the war, Paul, her eyes are like champagne
- See her talk
- You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
- little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
- Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
- American Pie Presents: Something is Alive in Her Bosom 2
- One day I wrote her name upon the strand
- She flies with her own wings
- She practices her speech
- she's so virginal in her bodily extortion
- She's got Zelda Fitzgerald mercury in her veins
- That week with her was like drinking bubbles
- I feel like I don't know her for a moment. It passes.
- Now she's in my doorway, accusing me with her soft breasts and long legs, strong hips.
- She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
- She is willing to attempt to retrieve the data. Go with her.
- She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
- it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
- I told her the driftwood looked like Spain
- Her eyes were gray like a storm, and even more dangerous
- The kind who tells you she's bipolar just to make you trust her
- When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
- I could tell by all of her dead house plants
- She knows no truth except her own.
- She's beautiful in ways that make her seem fleeting
- I don't remember what her name was so let's call her Doris
- Her Body Had Knots and Hollows
- The Bride Stripped Bare by Her Bachelors, Even
- Funny -- she looks much smaller from outside her head
- The woman with her legs apart
- Lady Daibu And Her Lover
- Her Majesty
- Making her presence known (Part 3)
- I remember when it was me who made her skin flush
- Pig on her back
- the small of her back
- The Old Woman And Her Pig
- Meant For Her
- her arms around me
- I think I've forgiven her
- What do I call her?
- Making her presence known (part 2)
- river, in all his innocent beauty and home in hers
- Looking back from time to time, her tears falling fast
- right under her surface
- I don't want to see her
- Someone outlined against the sky, the sun too bright to see her face
- I remember when it was me who made her toilet flush
- Calling her number and having a male voice answer
- Who let her get at the Johnny Walker
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