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she left her handwriting all over the calendar
Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
Since I left her
When she sleeps, is she not moving her legs aside for an unknown garrison?
She grew a little older, while he was telling her
Today I saw her again
She Called in Her Soul to Come and See
She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
She flies with her own wings
The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
I saw her clothes piled on the floor, and I cried for her
She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
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 gave her heart to a falling star
She smokes. It wraps around her wrists and clings to her neck.
She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
she had already found her party
it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
She was never mine. I always shared her.
They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
she lit her thumb on fire
why she makes her wishes at 7:07
The vacuum she left
you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
She asked me to read her a poem
little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
All that was left of her was a damp handkerchief
She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
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 can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
At night, her eyes closed, she would
She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
serene. She sips her tea
does she need to touch her own face to know?
And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
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
He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
I don't like her because she won't like me
while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
She practices her speech
I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
She nicknamed her vagina "Crusty"
She asked me if I loved her and I showed her the tattoo
She crashed her car trying to avoid a butterfly
The stars were bright that night she left me forever
She left without saying goodbye
She always confused her greys with white.
I would have attempted to draw her if she had stayed that way.
if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
She thought about giving him her heart
when she saw the funny side, we introduced my child bride to whisky and gin
How she saw the moon
She wears her failed relationships like a shield
Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
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 said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
I Saw Her Again Last Night
The portion of her face she allows me to see
She always was devious in her beauty
The first time I saw her
I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
All that’s left of her is black print
the way she wears her weary
She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
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.
All he left her was alone
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 was so quiet that nobody heard her
She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
She is willing to attempt to retrieve the data. Go with her.
Small bits of glitter accidentally left on her eyelashes
She disappeared as if he had only dreamed her
You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
She knows no truth except her own.
She said her father died of cancer in the sixties
She keeps her lies everywhere
She, the Last Leviathan. She, the Station Agent. Chin on her Palm, she Watches Every Departure.
God If I Saw Her Now
They had left, but her mascara kept running
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
she left a little Java-shaped hole in my heart
She walked by his desk and left a nickel
I would have liked thunder when she left
I gave her my heart, she tore it apart, and who gives a fart.
A girl I know had her jaw wired shut, and she vomited.
She Will Have Her Way
Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
This is the first time she's texted me since the morning she left.
She left me on the boardwalk with my head held in my hands.
Milk left on the counter overnight turned sour. She had turned as well.
She left these broken things
I never saw her again
There is no Goddess but Goddess and She is Your Goddess
Air Farce
thin air
Air Canada Centre
Air Canada
poison the air silver with modesty
What is that sound high in the air
Dead Air
air conditioning
Surrender to the Air
Strategic Air Command
Royal Canadian Air Farce
International Air Transport Association
Air gas
Air gun
Air hole
Air jacket
Air level
Air pipe
Air plant
Air poise
Why "You're the air that I breathe" is a stupid expression
air drumming
air conditioner
off the air
Royal Canadian Air Force
My soul is borne through the open air
The smell of ozone permeating the air
Air Liquide
air defense
air cooling
air gap
Air line
air alert
air ball
air command
air corridor
air division
Air Force Cross
Air Force One
Air Medal
air pocket
air raid
air rifle
Soft air between us
Special Air Service
How a Fish swam in the Air and a Hare in the Water
air furniture
vanish into thin air
Air time
Trail your finger through the air, and then tell me you can't feel it
Air Force Institute of Technology
air embolism
air kiss
air quotes
air mass

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