Findings:
- every day she stands there, waiting. every day, she's gone when i get there.
- Where have my wings gone? They are hidden, embarrassed to be seen.
- 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.
- They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
- Where Have All the Flowers Gone?
- Most of the men were disillusioned long before they met her
- Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
- She crashed her car trying to avoid a butterfly
- The bathroom's her bedroom, where the tears flow
- She thought about giving him her heart
- 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
- They left the streets stained with blood, and their howling could be heard long after they were gone
- A girl I know had her jaw wired shut, and she vomited.
- She makes sniffing sounds, and I don't know if she's snorting coke or weeping
- She asked me if I loved her and I showed her the tattoo
- What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
- Don't tell her she's beautiful
- She's Gone
- I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
- She'd move, breaking the magnetism between her chair and my desk
- Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
- First They Came
- I gave her my heart, she tore it apart, and who gives a fart.
- She Came In Through The Bathroom Window
- Where the stadium money came from
- They had left, but her mascara kept running
- I was wrong as a child, to think old people were stupid for asking me where the day had gone. Now I understand... we older people do not live.
- I want them to go out as unseen as they came
- Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
- All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
- The envelope held fingernail parings and a note which read, "There are more where these came from"
- She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
- How They Came to Bunbury
- They will love him long after he is gone.
- She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
- She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
- When she sleeps, is she not moving her legs aside for an unknown garrison?
- Her raised middle finger came into focus
- She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
- she's so virginal in her bodily extortion
- A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
- She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
- She said her father died of cancer in the sixties
- Isn't this where we came in?
- She nicknamed her vagina "Crusty"
- She's a stallion, let her run
- She is not a girl, she is a woman. No, wait, she's a girl.
- If she really wanted to fit in, she'd get a smaller dog.
- she gave her heart to a falling star
- she likes to dance on the edge. it's all she's known and she won't change now
- she lit a fire and now she's in my every thought
- you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
- her today and gone tomorrow
- Where Have All the Catherines Gone?
- She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
- She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
- Put That Thing Back Where it Came From or So Help Me
- Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
- She always was all tea and oranges that came all the way from China
- She Came and Went
- She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
- I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
- You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
- You want to reassure her, but you don't know where to start
- She flies with her own wings
- I will love them all even after they are long gone
- The portion of her face she allows me to see
- She was never mine. I always shared her.
- The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
- And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
- she had already found her party
- Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
- He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
- i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
- I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
- She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
- She's got Zelda Fitzgerald mercury in her veins
- She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
- why she makes her wishes at 7:07
- She grew a little older, while he was telling her
- Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.
- They came together so as to form one whole
- She asked me to read her a poem
- she's the reason the dust i finally leave will be better than the dust i came from
- Her lack of response opened a gate through which my mind started to wander, into a wilderness where the shadows all had teeth...
- She took a California tilt and never came back.
- 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.
- She keeps her lies everywhere
- I would have attempted to draw her if she had stayed that way.
- She always confused her greys with white.
- It was better before they came
- She's found the hole in reality. She knows its depth.
- She Came and Went Like Wind (A Selkie Story)
- And when she came back she was nobody's wife
- If she were an insect, she'd be a moth in search of a flame
- Her sleeves ride up on her arms when she moves
- She said she loved me. The knife came down.
- 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
- They Came To America
- She's smarter than me but she's also more quiet, therefore she has no personality which makes me feel better
- She came through the glass door, untouched by the storm that raged outside.
- This is the first time she's texted me since the morning she left.
- Just because she's nice to you doesn't mean she wants to fuck you
- I really came to understand that they were just real people who wanted to live real lives and be treated equally as opposed to, for example, wanting to destroy us.
- And then they came for me, but the bridge would not ignite.
- Where has the grace gone?
- Where Have All the Giant Radioactive Lizards Gone?
- Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
- Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
- I Wonder Sometimes Where the Bluebirds Have Gone
- I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
- She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
- She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
- She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
- it's a pity we only appreciate some once they're gone, when they can no longer defend themselves
- Where have all the poets gone?
- She wears her failed relationships like a shield
- She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
- 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 rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
- It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
- I don't like her because she won't like me
- Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
- she left her handwriting all over the calendar
- I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
- She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
- When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
- She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
- this is where we all came to be
- can you show me where this came from?
- What do girls think about guys when they catch guys staring at their breasts, but the guy is actually trying to read her shirt?
- The flowers smiled, but she was gone
- At night, her eyes closed, she would
- Slap Her... She's French
- Where was her angel all those times the sky clouded over
- serene. She sips her tea
- it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
- To boldly go where no man has gone before
- To boldly go where no one has gone before
- does she need to touch her own face to know?
- She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
- the way she wears her weary
- She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
- She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
- She opened her eyes, looked at a world made entirely of white light
- She always was devious in her beauty
- Ask her if she's got an answer
- She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
- Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
- She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
- She was so quiet that nobody heard her
- if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
- She Will Have Her Way
- You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
- while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
- She practices her speech
- Where No Man Has Gone Before
- And she's walking as if her feet hurt
- what she's building now, it isn't much, but it's hers
- Now she's in my doorway, accusing me with her soft breasts and long legs, strong hips.
- 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
- Where have all the Merrymakers gone?
- The kind who tells you she's bipolar just to make you trust her
- Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
- Where has the smoke gone?
- She knows no truth except her own.
- 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 beautiful in ways that make her seem fleeting
- She disappeared as if he had only dreamed her
- She Called in Her Soul to Come and See
- Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
- she lit her thumb on fire
- She is willing to attempt to retrieve the data. Go with her.
- Where Have All the Cowboys Gone?
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