Findings:

• They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
• She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
• What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
• Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
• She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
• The memory cuts through her like the blade she wields
• When that cow would walk it was like she was dancing
• When she was new, she rolled around the sky like a black umbrella blown by the wind
• She wears her failed relationships like a shield
• I don't like her because she won't like me
• You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
• All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
• She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
• waiting for his arms to fold like wings around her
• She smokes. It wraps around her wrists and clings to her neck.
• She'd move, breaking the magnetism between her chair and my desk
• She knows no truth except her own.
• The Chair she sat in, like a burnished throne
• I walk around when I'm high
• She always confused her greys with white.
• She flies with her own wings
• i kissed her one last time, then walked out of her life forever
• She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
• Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
• That was what her hunger was like: mesmerizing, directed, floating like a public secret just under the cloud cover.
• For a lawyer she was surprisingly like a child. Sometimes.
• All my friends are nonconformists. They all dress like me.
• serene. She sips her tea
• she left her handwriting all over the calendar
• She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
• She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
• she lit her thumb on fire
• You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
• does she need to touch her own face to know?
• She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
• Her sleeves ride up on her arms when she moves
• They had left, but her mascara kept running
• She nicknamed her vagina "Crusty"
• They hit each other, like fucking Christ intended!
• I think this is why I walked like Nixon
• They hum like angels
• Fold Your Hands Child, You Walk Like a Peasant
• She asked me if I loved her and I showed her the tattoo
• They protect us from danger by harming us before we can harm ourselves
• You turn around and suddenly notice that they are growing up
• The portion of her face she allows me to see
• Most of the men were disillusioned long before they met her
• She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
• She thought about giving him her heart
• When she sleeps, is she not moving her legs aside for an unknown garrison?
• She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
• And her legs went on forever, like staring up at infinity
• 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.
• It clings to her like dedication in the rain
• Run around like chickens with their head cut off
• her arms around me
• she gave her heart to a falling star
• Throw your hands (up) in the air, (and) wave them all around like you (just) don't care
• I gave her my heart, she tore it apart, and who gives a fart.
• 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
• Walk Like an Egyptian
• You Gotta Walk It Like You Talk It
• She doesn't look like Mother anymore
• Most adults forget what it was like to be a child once they hit a certain age
• Passing the baby around like a peace pipe
• Tricks girls use to look like they swallow
• She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
• Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
• Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
• Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
• I walked around all day with a pubic hair on my face
• I would love for you to come to me with Christmas lights around your head, late night like a ghost
• The colors flow through her like a rainbow
• She grew a little older, while he was telling her
• I followed the light in her eyes around the room, staying within range
• I ate her love like a nine-piece bucket of chicken
• She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
• I dream that I walk with her
• She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
• it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
• She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
• She Will Have Her Way
• She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
• why she makes her wishes at 7:07
• And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
• The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
• I feel like I don't know her for a moment. It passes.
• She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
• while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
• She is willing to attempt to retrieve the data. Go with her.
• little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
• She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
• All right. She can fly circles around Uranus, but where's the bathroom?
• words about the wordless, like planets around the sun
• 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 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.
• She Called in Her Soul to Come and See
• you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
• She crashed her car trying to avoid a butterfly
• For the first time in either of her lives, she is held gently
• Here's Me Inside Her But I Can Tell From Her Vagina She Doesn't Really Care
• like a tiger without her mountain
• My friend is dating someone who likes him far more than he likes her
• gonna walk around (user)
• They moved like a river
• How would you like it if they took your subculture and made it a theme night?
• Around nine PM my heart was breaking so I went to bed early to listen to it happen.
• She is in the heartbeat you hear around you, listen
• They are building a fence around the sidewalk
• Walk Like Me
• Don't kill your invisible husband to see what he looks like or you'll sob your heart out. But don't worry about the millions of invisible men coming to attack your village because they won't kill you if you don't know how to fight them.
• In the future, hairstyles will be just like they are now
• The walls she had built around herself cracked and crumbled
• I would have liked thunder when she left
• Things are more like they are now than they ever were before
• Walk like you're a sex goddess
• I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
• What do girls think about guys when they catch guys staring at their breasts, but the guy is actually trying to read her shirt?
• She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
• She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
• the more clothing I lose, the more often I get to walk around shirtless.
• It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
• She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
• She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
• Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
• i don't want to feel like i am the most beautiful thing around
• Fuck and please her like never before with the Stimulator!
• She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
• I was throwing around useless proverbs when all she needed was to be held and told that she was beautiful
• When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
• Sheila dashes madly into traffic as Euros flutter down around us like injured butterflies
• I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
• 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.
• He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
• She was never mine. I always shared her.
• Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
• I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
• 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
• At night, her eyes closed, she would
• Even the moon likes to change her colors
• I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
• Tied up tight, like a bride on her wedding night
• dirty dove's thick cloud of smoke wrapping around her face
• Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
• the way she wears her weary
• her ardent eyebrows are charcoal scimitars taut above eyes that breeze like open windows
• The old hands you’ve baked around hers
• Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
• I got a girl in the war, Paul, her eyes are like champagne
• Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
• leaves spiralled around us like a benediction
• She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
• I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
• if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
• A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
• she had already found her party
• She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
• 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 sea. Above her, he is thunder.
• Her eyes were gray like a storm, and even more dangerous
• When I look into her eyes, I no longer care about what the world thinks. This is what it feels like to be alive.
• She practices her speech
• My adulterous thoughts, they fly around the world.
• i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
• Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
• I told her the driftwood looked like Spain
• I like it when I dream of her. It's the only time we get to talk.
• She disappeared as if he had only dreamed her
• That week with her was like drinking bubbles
• She was so quiet that nobody heard her
• She always was devious in her beauty
• The whole world smells like a laundromat and bud. Good bud, bud that makes you feel like the early days. Take your bong to the laundromat. Pass it around.
• She asked me to read her a poem
• I would have attempted to draw her if she had stayed that way.
• A girl I know had her jaw wired shut, and she vomited.
• just another walk around the neighborhood
• I walked for a thousand miles to hear her laugh, then serenaded her in a field of fireflies.
• If you see her around.

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