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She said her father died of cancer in the sixties
I don't think she even knows that I make her smile
She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
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
sometimes the ugliest faces have the warmest smiles
She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
She found her bliss between the headphones, and pursed her lips.
She said she loved me. The knife came down.
She said
I will have her forever but I can't touch her
She was so quiet that nobody heard her
She Will Have Her Way: The Songs Of Tim & Neil Finn
She always confused her greys with white.
"Describe life in two words" she said. "Survival test" he replied.
She opened her eyes and spoke in a very normal voice, just as if she were sane
It happened to everyone else; she swore it wouldn't to her
Why if I ever meet Nancy Grace, I'll punch her in her yapping poodle-like face
Veronica loves manipulating her vagina until she explodes
she lit her thumb on fire
The earth's tears make her smiles bloom
She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
I am three, she said
So then she said
I gave her my heart, she tore it apart, and who gives a fart.
She said I dreamed like dead men
The girl didn't know if she was loved until he said yes.
She crashed her car trying to avoid a butterfly
She hopes I'm cursed forever to sleep on a twin size mattress, never graduating up in size to add a lover.
her face forms in summertime
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
I don't like her because she won't like me
wipe the sweat from your brow and put a smile on your face
And she, with her beautiful words and such a fire burning inside
He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
I can see her face
i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
Someone set her face on fire and put it out with an anchor chain
What She Said
France, she said
She Said, She Said
Oh, you'll never go to heaven
She keeps her lies everywhere
She bought a new smile every week when we first started seeing each other. Then I had to buy them.
She smiles in colors
That's what she said
Mull around in my mind for a while and you'll find so many treasure troves and so many graveyards that you won't be able to tell the difference between them
She smokes. It wraps around her wrists and clings to her neck.
Into a featureless face, they carve a smile.
i kissed her one last time, then walked out of her life forever
I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
Robert Lionel Fanthorpe fills up the word count in a science fiction novel: she brushed her teeth
And her legs went on forever, like staring up at infinity
Inches away from 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.
They walk around her like she is in danger of breaking
Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
Would you like to penetrate her shell, insinuating yourself among the pages of the books she is reading?
I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
Her smile could light up a three-story building
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 asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
you never felt her hot blood on your face but, hey, who's keeping track
She who leaves men as flaming wrecks in the ditch on the side of the road in her wake, yea, even submarines
She was never mine. I always shared her.
She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
Her smile
she had already found her party
At night, her eyes closed, she would
She practices her speech
Someone outlined against the sky, the sun too bright to see her face
The tears of the earth keep her smile in blooms
I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
A girl I know had her jaw wired shut, and she vomited.
Her disconjugate 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.
Her picture in my wallet
she gave her heart to a falling star
you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
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 said she loved me
She arose and said matter-of-factly
I met Death face to face, and I mocked her!
"Oh, bother," said the Borg. "We've assimilated Pooh."
That one makes me scream, she said
"My God," she said, "I'm beautiful."
He Said, She Said
She said yes
Oh, The Places You'll Go!
Dream of ducks, she said
She said the dance is a prayer. A prayer to toss into the tide all the weight of oblivion and humiliation. This is not a dance for one, fool - where are you?
she can scream so loud you'll be looking for your ears on the floor
she turns and smiles, then walks away
I said I was sorry. Then she looked at me.
God is a pretty girl across the bar who smiles and waves in your direction; and you think she is waving at you
Make the Moon Cover her Blushing Face
To Her Face
She had a 10 million candlepower smile
I Dare - She Said (user)
She asked me to read her a poem
dirty dove's thick cloud of smoke wrapping around her face
When you can almost recognize her face, but you can't remember her name
A salted moment of memories smudged across my face, and I’ve already forgiven her. It’s all over now
Our love is eternal. The night will end. The dragon is forever. Good wil prevail. Mother sits on her throne.
You, who said I could always count on you, forever
The stars were bright that night she left me forever
Our love is eternal. The night will end. The dragon is forever. Good will prevail. Mother sits on her throne.
Nice Legs, Shame About Her Face
She thought about giving him her heart
She is the tear that hangs inside my soul forever
Her face could make the ocean ache
She flies with her own wings
Her grief is still too young to behave itself, so she never lets it out
She wears her failed relationships like a shield
On Her Face
The sad thing is, if you get her you'll be sick of her in a year
When she woke up, her hands were still dreaming
What's she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
She doesn't know what he sees, but sometimes it makes his face beautiful
Sometimes the apathy she saw made her want to curl up and cry
when I touch her I hope it's you that smiles
She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
she left her handwriting all over the calendar
She does not rustle but her flesh has the moonlit shade of a silver birch
She ties regrets around her fingers like forget-me-knots
She grew a little older, while he was telling her
She does not take her trip. She does not shout out loud.
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.
She always was devious in her beauty
serene. She sips her tea
She Will Have Her Way
She gets caught in the little world beneath her sheets
Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
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
Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
the way she wears her weary
Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
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 didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
Her smile, thinking about you
little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
She disappeared as if he had only dreamed her
She is willing to attempt to retrieve the data. Go with her.
My best friend reached her aphelion. Oh, and I'm in love with her.
She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
why she makes her wishes at 7:07
I don't tell her these things, and she doesn't ask
She, the Last Leviathan. She, the Station Agent. Chin on her Palm, she Watches Every Departure.
She nicknamed her vagina "Crusty"
She asked me if I loved her and I showed her the tattoo
I would have attempted to draw her if she had stayed that way.
She Called in Her Soul to Come and See
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.
His face when she fell
I worry that no matter how hard I pray, you'll always be just out of my reach
Face on Mars
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?
Why Dost Thou Shade Thy Lovely Face?
Charcoal Face
I have a face I cannot show, I make the rules up as I go

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