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does she need to touch her own face to know?
She grew a little older, while he was telling her
He loved her so much, he wanted to do her autopsy
He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
I don't like her because she won't like me
We can do the sideways thinking that's needed to combat something which can literally eat your combat training.
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
Sandra will do as Sandra always does, that is, whatever she wants
I gave her my heart, she tore it apart, and who gives a fart.
What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
She loved me for my brains not my body. It's what zombies do.
Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
She always confused her greys with white.
Do Her
She sang of fantastic green islands, and sparkling fish, never telling that she haunted the waters
Do You Believe In True Love, She Asks
A woman will do anything if she loves you.
She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
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 found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
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.
She Called in Her Soul to Come and See
A girl I know had her jaw wired shut, and she vomited.
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
Do you not see that if we kill him with the pill from the till by making with it the drug in the jug, you need not light the candle with the handle on the gateau from the chateau!
she needed a lot of hugs
I was throwing around useless proverbs when all she needed was to be held and told that she was beautiful
This child has talent. She needs a better box of paints.
I do not ask for her secret.
Do We Really Need Another Reason to Hate Mosquitoes?
Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
Do whatever you need to do to get that taste out of your mouth
The Salamander Girl, Part II: What Reasons Do you Need
She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
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 wears her failed relationships like a shield
do not look upon her; you shall be blinded
She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
she had already found her party
When she sleeps, is she not moving her legs aside for an unknown garrison?
A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
the way she wears her weary
At night, her eyes closed, she would
she lit her thumb on fire
She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
She was so quiet that nobody heard her
She asked me to read her a poem
little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
The portion of her face she allows me to see
What can I get for you? What do you need?
She nicknamed her vagina "Crusty"
She might not need me. But then again she might.
telling people what they don't need to know
She doesn't need you, she wants you.
she gave her heart to a falling star
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 keeps her lies everywhere
What reasons do you need
The Salamander Girl Part II: What Reasons Do You Need
If you really care about someone, do not tell her to fuck off
She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
What do you need, and how might I help?
What do girls think about guys when they catch guys staring at their breasts, but the guy is actually trying to read her shirt?
What do you need to transfer to say you have transferred your mind?
Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
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.
She flies with her own wings
She thought about giving him her heart
She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
I do not see her
I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
she left her handwriting all over the calendar
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 haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
Just when you get really good at something, you don't need to do it any more
Telling Anna you love her the first time
She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
She always was devious in her beauty
She was never mine. I always shared her.
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
Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
why she makes her wishes at 7:07
She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
She Will Have Her Way
it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
She practices her speech
Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
She is willing to attempt to retrieve the data. Go with her.
You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
I would have attempted to draw her if she had stayed that way.
She knows no truth except her own.
She disappeared as if he had only dreamed her
if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
serene. She sips her tea
Do I really need Linux?
you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
She doesn't need me anymore
she does not know how much I need this
She crashed her car trying to avoid a butterfly
She asked me if I loved her and I showed her the tattoo
she does not know how much I need this (idea) mp3 (recording)
why she feels the irrational need to capture little fragments of glass
She smokes. It wraps around her wrists and clings to her neck.
She said her father died of cancer in the sixties
She, the Last Leviathan. She, the Station Agent. Chin on her Palm, she Watches Every Departure.
What do I call her?
DOS memory management
Do I have to watch my step at every turn?
What I do with my philosophy degree
Trip Like I Do
Do aliens exist?
Why women wear makeup and perfume
You Can't Do That on Television
Do you know me?
How do I find the G-Spot?
Spirituality has nothing to do with religion
comma comma down doobie do down down
What to do if you get in a car accident
Do you know William Faulkner?
Foundation for Telling Me How Great I Am
Do I dare to eat a peach?
What do you want to see happen?
Eskimos do NOT have 40 words for snow
Do a crouch
61 things to do with an AOL CD
Sim sala bim bamba sala do sala dim
What You do While I Slumber
Chung Do Kwan
Damned if you do, damned if you don't
do not disturb
Don't do anything I wouldn't do
and if you do, take pictures

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