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I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
By the way, she has a penis; just so you know.
Tell him, she told me
She works in mysterious ways
She Looked Slutty. I Don't Mean That in a Bad Way.
She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
texting, she tells me anarchy will remain an important ideology
She Will Have Her Way
She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
She told me she remembers three things about me
Nah, these random encounters with beautiful strangers won't destroy me at all. But I guess I thought it'd be a good way to die at the time.
A woman has 30 ways of laughing, but only 1 way in which she cries.
The best way to learn something is when someone else figures it out and tells you.
She told me she wouldn't
She told me I'd make a good Satan
She always was all tea and oranges that came all the way from China
I would have attempted to draw her if she had stayed that way.
She told me I looked like a Henry, and this is how she would know me
She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
Somebody told me a story. It was pretty but boring. It was Saturday night, my stories usually end up that way.
you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
She hit me like thunder, and I had to lie down until I could breathe again
She tells me she drives a truck.
I was throwing around useless proverbs when all she needed was to be held and told that she was beautiful
She kissed me gently, just once, then walked away crying
She wasn't connected to the earth the way the rest of us are
the way she wears her weary
She Dwelt Among the Untrodden Ways
She told me to say that
I'm so sorry my brain works that way
"I'm sure your song is beautiful," she laughed
The annoying kid told me to kick him so I did
she turns and smiles, then walks away
so concerned with doing things the right way, we never learned how to understand
I've accepted the way it is and it doesn't hurt so much
She said she loved me. The knife came down.
Dust mop so magic she can not believe how fun it is to clean up after people
She Walks in Beauty
There is nothing growing here, in the space between she and me
The portion of her face she allows me to see
This exact place where we laughed so much and the way you said my name will echo always in my brain
She was watching me and I didn’t know it.
Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, she walks into mine.
that's where she lost me as I began imagining my family amongst blood-dripped hedges
The way you look at me gives me butterflies
I would have tried, but Charlotte kept Charlotte in the world of Charlotte and she barely heard me
Can't she just carpool or something?
she can scream so loud you'll be looking for your ears on the floor
When will you humans learn that your "feelings" (as you so call them) can stand in the way of big cash payoffs?
I asked God for a bike, but I know God doesn't work that way. So I stole a bike and asked for forgiveness.
She is stupidly keeping herself a secret, when I know she has sparkly things to show me
How should admins node? Let me count the ways (e2poll)
Anyone who tells you there is only one correct way to write a novel is trying to sell you a book.
She's beautiful in ways that make her seem fleeting
She Blinded Me With Science
She doesn't need me anymore
She stopped me in the city. A lost soul gambling on random encounters.
She taught me some moves, including stealthy exits.
So happy she drools
She was so pleased to learn that she was right
She just looks at me
She was so tall, and I was so in love
Love me the way that I love you
She who makes the Moon the Moon and, whenever she is full, sets the dogs to howling all night long, and me with them.
I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
So she could feel as if she had danced
Something Wicker This Way Comes
Choosing bitterness is taking the easy way out. It's so easy to feel bitter when you've been hurt. Path of least resistence. Forgiveness is a path that goes in a very different direction.
She only wants me for tech support
The stars were bright that night she left me forever
As she walked into the sea she complained, "I'm drowning."
She loves me, she loves me not
She only wants me for sex
Each time she tells you this, she is lying.
she, he, and me
She kills me
She loved me for my brains not my body. It's what zombies do.
I said I was sorry. Then she looked at me.
spectres tell me your secrets so I might become a champion
let me tell you something about ghosts
She pulled the "I love you" on me
Give me enough time, and I will find a new way to say devotion.
Beautiful, in that way that space and any measure of emptiness is beautiful
She was very beautiful. Y'know?
How can something so incredibly beautiful be so incredibly wrong?
She saved me from Hylas' fate
She may be pretty and have more money than me but she doesn't write songs about you.
She Speaks to Me
She writes notes to me, to keep me in check
She misses me
You're so beautiful you wake me in my sleep
She moved so easily all I could think of was sunlight
She tells stories as if she knows what the ending will be.
She walked by his desk and left a nickel
And when she turned into a man, we were so proud
Squirrels are trying to tell me something
She Loves Me
This is the first time she's texted me since the morning she left.
i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
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 is not beautiful
She Fucks Me
She walked into the room
Two condoms, she makes me wear
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.
I never told you she stole my heart
she was once a stealthy ghostship in the fog, now she shines wherever she walks
She loved me for my maths
She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
It all turned out all right but there was so much pain along the way
As she waits to tell him
Of all the dorm rooms in all the towns in all the world, she walks into mine.
the way the leaves move, the green light, so green
Tell me something good
She doesn't know what he sees, but sometimes it makes his face beautiful
Something In The Way
Which doesn’t sound so crazy when we put it that way
25 ways not to tell someone that you're in love with them
then tell us the way
Forming a bond with someone or something can be liberating in some ways. It can be limiting in other ways, until you unbind.
When I was little my mother told me not to sit close to the T.V., so when I was six I did.
Something Wicked This Way Comes
Bragging about a high IQ is way worse than bragging about having a large dick. The latter can at least be demonstrably used for something and be put to good use.
She wakes me up by tickling my feet
Tell me something dangerous and true
I am hoping for a hell deep enough to hold me. I am hoping for no way out.
Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
The beautiful way that two people fit together
She handed me my first sharpened pencil.
There is a family in me somewhere and some days it tries to tickle its way out.
She cleaned up for me at least.
she looked at me then whispered, we are all made of stardust
Is it fair for him to love me when she craves his touch?
She's smarter than me but she's also more quiet, therefore she has no personality which makes me feel better
She left me on the boardwalk with my head held in my hands.
she spent the night gingerly peeling me off the moon.
How do I kludge thee? Let me count the ways
Keep a room somewhere for me, I'll find it on my way back.
She looks at me and she laughs
she seems bored with me after all this time
Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
If poetry could describe the way you make me feel, poetry would be illegal. Or anyway I might get arrested.
She approached me with some vague line
She was an intellectual prostitute, seducing me with profound truisms
She asked me to stop dreaming of death
She might not need me. But then again she might.
the way you don't look at me
She asked me to read her a poem
She is still undoing me.
She was too beautiful to be human
My mother loves me. She uses the good sandwich bags.
My Mother She Killed Me, My Father He Ate Me
When that cow would walk it was like she was dancing
I would like for you to make your arms for me the way you make your bed for you
She asked me if I loved her and I showed her the tattoo
"My God," she said, "I'm beautiful."
They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
you affect me in invisible ways
She Gave Sweet Love To Me
So then she said
watch over me until i can find my way out of this labyrinth in my brain and regain my sanity
She is lobbing rainbows at me from across the room and I am swallowing them like fear.
So she wet the bed
She said she loved me
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
I don't like her because she won't like me
And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
They don't touch me the same way
I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
That one makes me scream, she said
Every way that you are is a beautiful thing.
She dumped me when she found out I'd been faking my Scottish accent
She found me on public transportation
I put my head down and hoped to God she wasn't looking at me
Gays are great, so she says
She had never kissed someone so old.
To the three girls who stopped me today on my way to class
Something she sees in men, sometimes
She was so quiet that nobody heard her
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
Beautiful in an honest way
she couldn’t go and be beautiful

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