Findings:

• She smokes. It wraps around her wrists and clings to her neck.
• She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
• All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
• They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
• dirty dove's thick cloud of smoke wrapping around her face
• She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
• Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
• Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
• She said her father died of cancer in the sixties
• She flies with her own wings
• She grew a little older, while he was telling her
• Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
• She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
• 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
• Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
• She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
• I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
• She wears her failed relationships like a shield
• She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
• Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
• She was never mine. I always shared her.
• She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
• She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
• She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
• 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
• her arms around me
• She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
• while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
• It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
• When she sleeps, is she not moving her legs aside for an unknown garrison?
• 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
• The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
• She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
• She always was devious in her beauty
• she had already found her party
• She knows no truth except her own.
• You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
• I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
• And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
• why she makes her wishes at 7:07
• It clings to her like dedication in the rain
• spade-struck embers spark and flare the smoke what snarls up in her hair
• and she highlights the shadows beneath her eyes
• She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
• She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
• waiting for his arms to fold like wings around 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.
• She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
• 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
• The Saran Wrap Dominatrix and Her Cellophane Bondage Slave
• does she need to touch her own face to know?
• She was so quiet that nobody heard her
• she lit her thumb on fire
• She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
• If you see her around.
• I don't like her because she won't like me
• She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
• the way she wears her weary
• if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
• I followed the light in her eyes around the room, staying within range
• When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
• I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
• she gave her heart to a falling star
• The portion of her face she allows me to see
• At night, her eyes closed, she would
• She nicknamed her vagina "Crusty"
• Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
• i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
• She crashed her car trying to avoid a butterfly
• it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
• She practices her speech
• She Called in Her Soul to Come and See
• She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
• She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
• She Will Have Her Way
• A girl I know had her jaw wired shut, and she vomited.
• She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
• He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
• She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
• She asked me if I loved her and I showed her the tattoo
• She thought about giving him her heart
• She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
• I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
• She is willing to attempt to retrieve the data. Go with her.
• She always confused her greys with white.
• 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 left her handwriting all over the calendar
• 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
• If a girl offers you her cheek, kiss her neck
• The old hands you’ve baked around hers
• She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
• Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
• serene. She sips her tea
• Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
• She asked me to read her a poem
• She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
• I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
• Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
• A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
• She disappeared as if he had only dreamed her
• I would have attempted to draw her if she had stayed that way.
• She keeps her lies everywhere
• Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
• What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
• You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
• She, the Last Leviathan. She, the Station Agent. Chin on her Palm, she Watches Every Departure.
• her
• Someone set her face on fire and put it out with an anchor chain
• river, in all his innocent beauty and home in hers
• A New Student and Her Father
• My girlfriend and her pillow
• Tiny snow noises and her footsteps
• Her legs shifting underneath the desk
• Her presumptive green lipstick shown across the room
• Slap Her... She's French
• Herr Lehmann
• her ardent eyebrows are charcoal scimitars taut above eyes that breeze like open windows
• Leaving her lipstick on a glass as a reminder.
• blood and carnage and her slow ascent
• Why if I ever meet Nancy Grace, I'll punch her in her yapping poodle-like face
• Herr Riedel (user)
• surrounded by stars, her dark hair blending into the fabric of the night sky
• off with her head
• They had left, but her mascara kept running
• The walls she had built around herself cracked and crumbled
• Her Majesty's Loyal Opposition
• Things you can tell just by looking at her
• I remember when it was me who made her skin flush
• I still find strands of her hair in bed
• I dreamed of her pulse long before I took it from her
• You can't stop thinking of her: this is how you explained it, a proof of your being in love.
• Young Virgin Auto-Sodomized by Her Own Chastity
• Of how Signy sent the Children of her and Siggeir to Sigmund
• Just kiss her
• A salted moment of memories smudged across my face, and I’ve already forgiven her. It’s all over now
• The waitress unbuttoned her reticence slowly
• Fear Her
• Tomorrow, he must tell her that he doesn't love her anymore.
• While I watched the leaves get caught in her hair.
• 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
• The distractibility of her eyes (sapphire)
• beauty is invented, but it is also personified, and I know this because I have met her
• Having someone wrapped around you, looking into your eyes, inches away from your face, smiling the cutest smile in the world and giving you quick little kisses on the nose is the greatest feeling anywhere ever
• The Lark and Her Young Ones
• I was sure it was her
• Don't Kill Her Daddy with Careless Talk
• The World I Made for Her
• Today I saw her again
• Tell Laura I love her
• Want (the state of not having her)
• If you could see her through my eyes
• Only her big toes were painted
• Cherish her viscosity
• The Nun in her Smock
• I see drops of her everywhere
• Small bits of glitter accidentally left on her eyelashes
• If there is a God, I hate her
• and I haven't seen her since.
• Gaily they went down in the lush field a treasure of valuables or specie or bullion lodged with a crust of bread into her coat of arms weaving currying the embroidering of silk in summer.
• She's a stallion, let her run
• to her parents
• Her Royal Highness
• I think I've forgiven her
• Including her knees and a dragon made from a sock
• her kitty cat (user)
• If only I could get into her head
• Her fluidity under a thin sheet
• Herr Kartoffelkopf hat das Tal seltsam gerettet
• Anna and her Mother: spinning me in circles
• Her echo
• These pictures are her past. These pictures are my future.
• green blood excites her Japanese sweaters
• What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, that he should weep for her?
• Now he dances to bring her back.
• let her take me, feed on me, devour me
• radios work better when closer to her skin
• Herr Doktor (user)

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