Findings:
- Inches away from her face
- She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
- She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
- does she need to touch her own face to know?
- The portion of her face she allows me to see
- The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
- you never felt her hot blood on your face but, hey, who's keeping track
- I would have attempted to draw her if she had stayed that way.
- What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
- I bet she drinks from the bottle
- Funny -- she looks much smaller from outside her head
- She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
- She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
- dirty dove's thick cloud of smoke wrapping around her face
- She Called in Her Soul to Come and See
- She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
- She is lobbing rainbows at me from across the room and I am swallowing them like fear.
- When you can almost recognize her face, but you can't remember her name
- I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
- 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.
- why she makes her wishes at 7:07
- she left her handwriting all over the calendar
- She threw herself from the bed
- She crashed her car trying to avoid a butterfly
- She always confused her greys with white.
- I watched her from afar
- Why if I ever meet Nancy Grace, I'll punch her in her yapping poodle-like face
- She tries to hold the wind, stop it from crying
- She flies with her own wings
- She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
- the linear and the docile go feral at her command. we're on the run from rogue rivers and predatory trains.
- At night, her eyes closed, she would
- All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
- She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
- She is willing to attempt to retrieve the data. Go with her.
- She practices her speech
- I can see her face
- She Will Have Her Way
- serene. She sips her tea
- wipe the sweat from your brow and put a smile on your face
- She knows no truth except her own.
- Someone set her face on fire and put it out with an anchor chain
- Her sleeves ride up on her arms when she moves
- She smokes. It wraps around her wrists and clings to her neck.
- She, the Last Leviathan. She, the Station Agent. Chin on her Palm, she Watches Every Departure.
- her face forms in summertime
- Including her knees and a dragon made from a sock
- Today I clean her little fingerprints from my window
- She always was all tea and oranges that came all the way from China
- Looking back from time to time, her tears falling fast
- Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
- In the Fifties, a visitor from Great Britain to New York City notices a young Black woman driving a limousine. A portly middle-aged man, race undetermined, is in the back. Tell her story.
- She saved me from Hylas' fate
- She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
- 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 thought about giving him her heart
- Saturday night, the words falling from her lips
- I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
- Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
- 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.
- I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
- Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
- I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
- Someone outlined against the sky, the sun too bright to see her face
- if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
- And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
- little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
- She disappeared as if he had only dreamed her
- she lit her thumb on fire
- while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
- A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
- When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
- Her picture in my wallet
- 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 gave her heart to a falling star
- She asked me to read her a poem
- I met Death face to face, and I mocked her!
- I gave her my heart, she tore it apart, and who gives a fart.
- you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
- Make the Moon Cover her Blushing Face
- To Her Face
- A girl I know had her jaw wired shut, and she vomited.
- It didn't matter what star it came from, just the familiar warmth of the sunlight on his face
- The Man Who Fled From Azrael
- A salted moment of memories smudged across my face, and I’ve already forgiven her. It’s all over now
- From Her to Eternity
- Things I've learned from living with an unwed mother and her two small children
- Invocation to bring back fled noders from history
- I hide in the darkness of the cry that comes from her throat
- Nice Legs, Shame About Her Face
- I tried to memorise her, from beginning to end
- I dreamed of her pulse long before I took it from her
- How to Get to Heaven from Jacksonville, FL
- Her face could make the ocean ache
- how many bird nests would be made from her lovely hair
- Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
- If her secrets spilled from her eyes into his
- On Her Face
- 'twas the telltale tink-tock of marionettes, he felt certain, that jingle-jangled from behind her shower curtain
- Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
- I don't like her because she won't like me
- I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
- She doesn't know what he sees, but sometimes it makes his face beautiful
- She wears her failed relationships like a shield
- She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
- They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
- She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
- She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
- 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
- She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
- She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
- She grew a little older, while he was telling her
- Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
- You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
- 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 does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
- She always was devious in her beauty
- He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
- She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
- the way she wears her weary
- it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
- Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
- She was never mine. I always shared her.
- She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
- Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
- She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
- When she sleeps, is she not moving her legs aside for an unknown garrison?
- She was so quiet that nobody heard her
- She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
- She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
- she had already found her party
- You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
- 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 picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
- Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
- She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
- i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
- Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
- She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
- She asked me if I loved her and I showed her the tattoo
- She said her father died of cancer in the sixties
- She nicknamed her vagina "Crusty"
- She keeps her lies everywhere
- His face when she fell
- There is no Goddess but Goddess and She is Your Goddess
- Faces
- face to face
- Face on Mars
- straight face
- MC Face
- Original Face
- Faces of Death
- Waking up with a dog breathing into your face
- Behold This Swarthy Face
- There is despair, Mr. President, in faces you don't see, in the places you don't visit in your shining city
- Something you definitely do not want on your face
- The White Face / Red Nose continuum
- Volcanoes are the pores of the earth's face
- What face did you have before your mother and father were born?
- How to feminize a masculine face
- face card
- Faces, Forms, & Illusions
- If you don't want us to look at your breasts, don't shove them in our faces
- mono vision TV face
- butter face
- Your face laid yellow on night
- blow up in your face
- Today We Choose Faces
- The challenge we face
- On maintaining the spirit of Christmas in the face of reality
- The yellow face, it burns us!
- I walked around all day with a pubic hair on my face
- soft swish of tires on the streets, and my face in the mirror came as a dark surprise
- There will be time, there will be time, to prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet
- Why Dost Thou Shade Thy Lovely Face?
- Charcoal Face
- I have a face I cannot show, I make the rules up as I go
- Mapping faces to a triangular grid of vertices
- Face down, Nine edge first
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