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How long do you think I'll let you keep me here?
her hate keeps me warm. her shadows keep me guessing.
Listen to me, because I am in the soapbox. This is the voice of the soapbox. I am calling to you. Do you hear the sounds of my soaply siren song? My syntactically sweet strumming along to sequential sequestrations of symmetrically snakey st
Simple words, simple dreams
Stay here with me
I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
Notice Me, I'm Here
Get Me Away From Here, I'm Dying
The one the queen keeps her eye on
My first comet
To the drive who keeps taking 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
The tears of the earth keep her smile in blooms
it's still just me in here
There is no one here to stop me from using this silence.
Here the Frailest Leaves of Me
Not her voice, but the way her voice changes,
I can't think of anyone who could appreciate more than me your eyes and your voice
Mansi with the moist voice, telling me goodbye
Her photography captured little beautifuls and me
her arms around me
Driving without her voice
Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
I keep her in my pocket
Tell me not here, it needs not saying
There is nothing growing here, in the space between she and me
How you gonna keep her down on the farm
To the man who keeps happening to me
you want me here? well, then ask me to stay.
Here's your chance to live through me, to right your wrongs or wrong my rights
somewhere her voice in the night whispering leaves
Calling her number and having a male voice answer
Every time I see a dead fish that isn't, I think of you. Happiness keeps washing over me like a wave. What do I do with it all?
I remember when it was me who made her skin flush
Keep a room somewhere for me, I'll find it on my way back.
I remember when it was me who made her toilet flush
To anyone who this may have hurt, please forgive me. The darkness keeps calling and I must go.
She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
Bathe her and bring her to me
I don't like her because she won't like me
let her take me, feed on me, devour me
i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
The portion of her face she allows me to see
Her Voice
Don't tell me about her
I asked her not to forget me
She asked me to read her a poem
Now she's in my doorway, accusing me with her soft breasts and long legs, strong hips.
She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
Here's my number, call me
Here her lesser words were freed to tumble
I'm a celebrity... get me out of here!
better off with him than here with me
Our obsessions almost killed me, but now here we are, talking like normal human beings
She keeps her lies everywhere
I swear I just came here for a sandwich, but do you remember me?
i hate this beautiful world o please let me stay here forever
I hope they kill me while I'm standing here, so I can die happy.
i know you're out there; i just wish you were here with me
She writes notes to me, to keep me in check
Junk that I keep in my outgoing folder of my mobile phone
but you should be right here, right next to me
She asked me if I loved her and I showed her the tattoo
Anna and her Mother: spinning me in circles
If you can catch me, you can keep me
I am built to ignore hard truths and keep dreaming. That's what it is to be me.
You say you love; but with a voice
God keep me from ever completing anything
That plastic duck just keeps STARING at me!
The voice of God spoke to me. It said, "Lift up everyone around you."
The Jester sang with a voice that came from you and me
To me he is a daisy and I keep trying to count his petals
Your words keep me alive
An ocean away and here he was, seeping into her
She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
The Cook, The Thief, His Wife and Her Lover
her
Do Her
Her braid; I obeyed
The Milk-Woman and Her Pail
The Lark Burying Her Father
The Woman and Her Hen
The Lark and Her Young Ones
I don't think of her
I can see her face
Her Royal Highness
If this were in person, I would have kissed her now
Written with a Diamond on her Window at Woodstock
Take Her in Your Arms
Neko Case and Her Boyfriends
Ribbed for her pleasure
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
The Author to Her Book
My love in her attire doth show her wit
If You Followed Her Gaze
putting on her makeup
I daydream of her
His 'N' Hers
For Emily, Whenever I May Find Her
A really good sandwich that ideath could make to take to work with her
Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
The Old Woman And Her Pig
Her Majesty
Who let her get at the Johnny Walker
She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
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
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
Her knees
A man who never sees a pretty girl without loving her a little
Property of Her Majesty The Queen
What do girls think about guys when they catch guys staring at their breasts, but the guy is actually trying to read her shirt?
Somewhere someone is tired of taking her shit
She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
As the band laughed, her finger traced his spine, and he folded into her
My preconceived view of perfection could not accommodate her.
Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
Don't Kill Her Daddy with Careless Talk
Feel her pain
Tell Stacey I love her
See her talk
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)
To Her Face
To Her Body
To Her Mind
To hear her sing
Helping people cheat
The Dancefloor is our Mother. Her heart beats at 125 BPM.
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
She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
Today I saw her again
Dig up her bones
The world is her sketchbook
standing off to the side of the lobby, watching the hostess adjust her hair
These things matter to her
How to test if your mother REALLY has eyes in the back of her head
Tied up tight, like a bride on her wedding night
I am the child with her nose pressed up against the window.
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.

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