Findings:
- She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
- I used to let a fat girl cuddle with me
- Each month I love in her own way
- speak metaphor to me, use every language you know
- I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
- They don't touch me the same way
- I've got the music in me
- She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
- Keep a room somewhere for me, I'll find it on my way back.
- How do I kludge thee? Let me count the ways
- She's beautiful in ways that make her seem fleeting
- A salted moment of memories smudged across my face, and I’ve already forgiven her. It’s all over now
- I may not have had enough of me but I've had enough of you
- Projects that use C techniques and call it C++ make me ill
- you affect me in invisible ways
- I've got $1.19 in change, and it's impossible for me to make change for a dollar
- let her take me, feed on me, devour me
- Easy way to remember which fork to use
- What I used to be/Will pass away, and then you'll see/That all I want now/Is happiness for you and me
- Give me enough time, and I will find a new way to say devotion.
- If poetry could describe the way you make me feel, poetry would be illegal. Or anyway I might get arrested.
- Not her voice, but the way her voice changes,
- Her photography captured little beautifuls and me
- I got the feeling the Fairy Council was mad at me when the president knocked over her coffee to get a better grip on my neck
- Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
- the way she wears her weary
- Miles, baby, hundreds of highways and truckstops I've used.
- She asked me if I loved her and I showed her the tattoo
- There is a family in me somewhere and some days it tries to tickle its way out.
- Love me the way that I love you
- I've Gotta Be Me
- I've accepted the way it is and it doesn't hurt so much
- her arms around me
- Seems I might have stolen the blue part of her rainbow, but all I really did was make it bigger, a way bigger blue
- I used to like it, but it makes me sick to the stomach
- I Used to Know a Man Who Killed Me Once a Week
- the best way to sit at and use your computer
- My Daddy used to make me run in rain like this
- I think I've forgiven her
- How should admins node? Let me count the ways (e2poll)
- I remember when it was me who made her skin flush
- her hate keeps me warm. her shadows keep me guessing.
- I remember when it was me who made her toilet flush
- She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
- Bathe her and bring her to me
- Now she's in my doorway, accusing me with her soft breasts and long legs, strong hips.
- i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
- She Will Have Her Way
- The portion of her face she allows me to see
- I don't like her because she won't like me
- I met her today, the girl I used to be
- She asked me to read her a poem
- Don't tell me about her
- Things I've learned from living with an unwed mother and her two small children
- Her way to the top
- I asked her not to forget me
- I've Never Been to Me
- I've crossed lines of words and wire, and both have cut me deep
- I've already paid $9; why are you showing me commercials?
- before the internet when teen had REAL relationship the boy could look at the girl and judge the diameter of her thorax with his feelers and determine whether the mating ritual could commence but NO MORE. evil woman use her computer sorcery
- Can my nodes be used against me in a court of law?
- Words are useless full of excuses you used me well
- I Hope You Can Help Me I've Called Everywhere
- To the three girls who stopped me today on my way to class
- Somebody told me a story. It was pretty but boring. It was Saturday night, my stories usually end up that way.
- Remember me, I used to live for music. Remember me, I brought your groceries in.
- I'm so sorry my brain works that way
- I would have attempted to draw her if she had stayed that way.
- She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
- I could use a muse like you to amuse me
- Nah, these random encounters with beautiful strangers won't destroy me at all. But I guess I thought it'd be a good way to die at the time.
- Hurt me, use me, make me watch "Prince of Darkness"
- the way you don't look at me
- Hurt me, use me, make me write bad checks
- I would like for you to make your arms for me the way you make your bed for you
- My mother loves me. She uses the good sandwich bags.
- Bragging about a high IQ is way worse than bragging about having a large dick. The latter can at least be demonstrably used for something and be put to good use.
- watch over me until i can find my way out of this labyrinth in my brain and regain my sanity
- I am hoping for a hell deep enough to hold me. I am hoping for no way out.
- The way you look at me gives me butterflies
- Anna and her Mother: spinning me in circles
- November on her way to winter
- Elsie Marley's Grown So Fine
- How we have grown apart
- When grown men cry
- i might look like a grown person, but i'm just a tiny confused scientist
- Once I'd grown accustomed to its ugliness I could finally appreciate its beauty
- The Cook, The Thief, His Wife and Her Lover
- The Ground Beneath Her Feet
- Do Her
- Her braid; I obeyed
- On Her Majesty's Secret Service
- Her Majesty's Loyal Opposition
- I don't think of her
- I can see her face
- her lips on mine
- I never saw her again
- I do not see her
- Now I know why I get the urge to kill her
- Someone set her face on fire and put it out with an anchor chain
- Her Royal Highness
- If this were in person, I would have kissed her now
- Her Handwriting
- Written with a Diamond on her Window at Woodstock
- Take Her in Your Arms
- Neko Case and Her Boyfriends
- Ribbed for her pleasure
- Her back
- Say that turning a teenage girl to stone is depriving the world of her
- Written in her French Psalter
- Things you can tell just by looking at her
- Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
- Take Her up to Monto
- Six Ways to Sunday
- Making her presence known
- Making her presence known (part 2)
- Making her presence known (Part 3)
- What do I call her?
- Calling her number and having a male voice answer
- Someone outlined against the sky, the sun too bright to see her face
- She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
- The woman with her legs apart
- right under her surface
- Her name was Natalie
- Funny -- she looks much smaller from outside her head
- Pig on her back
- She thought about giving him her heart
- Alice without opening her eyes says You have to stop crying you are shaking the bed.
- To Her Door
- I was sure it was her
- to let her know
- She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
- A Fallen Caryatid Holding Her Stone
- Stand in the doorway and watch her
- The Saran Wrap Dominatrix and Her Cellophane Bondage Slave
- Since I left her
- All acts of love and pleasure are her rituals
- A Jury of Her Peers
- A Jury of Her Peers: 2
- The sad thing is, if you get her you'll be sick of her in a year
- A New Student and Her Father
- Including her knees and a dragon made from a sock
- her eyes
- watching her dance
- Her hands on my back; slipping into sleep
- Herr Bob (user)
- dance with her
- I met Death face to face, and I mocked her!
- I never called her momma
- I still find strands of her hair in bed
- Sleepless amid her ships, her houses, her incalculable wealth
- Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
- One day I wrote her name upon the strand
- I don't think I was rude to her, just cold and curt
- Tell Stacey I love her
- See her talk
- Make the Moon Cover her Blushing Face
- Performing her communion with quick slashes up and down her arm
- notes I never gave her
- My girlfriend and her pillow
- her kitty cat (user)
- Every beautiful woman has someone who is tired of her
- Herr Geist (user)
- To Her Face
- To Her Body
- To Her Mind
- To hear her sing
- A soft wonder bites her lips
- I dreamed of her pulse long before I took it from her
- The movie in her mind
- after her, I took my coffee black
- Nice Legs, Shame About Her Face
- 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 does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
- Let Her Go Down
- Victoria Wood
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