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She asked me if I loved her and I showed her the tattoo
My mother loves me. She uses the good sandwich bags.
She who makes the Moon the Moon and, whenever she is full, sets the dogs to howling all night long, and me with them.
Because I still love her, because I know she still loves me.
I told her I could read her mind, but she didn't believe me. I could tell.
She is lobbing rainbows at me from across the room and I am swallowing them like fear.
She asked me to copy my poem into her notebook
i gave her my heart. she gave me a pen.
Now she's in my doorway, accusing me with her soft breasts and long legs, strong hips.
Call me back when hair starts growing on his palms
Here's Me Inside Her But I Can Tell From Her Vagina She Doesn't Really Care
I don't like her because she won't like me
She asked me to read her a poem
The portion of her face she allows me to see
She asked me to stop dreaming of death
That one makes me scream, she said
How long do you think I'll let you keep me here?
I remember when it was me who made her skin flush
She loves me, she loves me not
The monster stares back at me. I'm still young enough to believe that, with the right shoes, I can outrun it.
I Used to Know a Man Who Killed Me Once a Week
She told me she wouldn't
honey, don't feed me: I will come back
Everything always comes back to me. Everything has always been my fault
Can my nodes be used against me in a court of law?
Tell him, she told me
She kills me
Lay me down in this long grass
She tells me she drives a truck.
She's sitting across the table from me, my probable future wife
She looks at me and she laughs
All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
Launch me into space, and I'll never need to come back
this nodeshell reminds me of a time long past
For As Long As You've Known Me
Take me back to the day that I went blind
Don't piss down my back and tell me it's raining
She was an intellectual prostitute, seducing me with profound truisms
She is stupidly keeping herself a secret, when I know she has sparkly things to show me
I said I was sorry. Then she looked at me.
She kissed me gently, just once, then walked away crying
she, he, and me
I used to let a fat girl cuddle with me
I remember when it was me who made her toilet flush
I would have tried, but Charlotte kept Charlotte in the world of Charlotte and she barely heard me
Give me back my bike!
that's where she lost me as I began imagining my family amongst blood-dripped hedges
She is still undoing me.
She Speaks to Me
She found me on public transportation
My Daddy used to make me run in rain like this
What I used to be/Will pass away, and then you'll see/That all I want now/Is happiness for you and me
The letter inside of me is too long to write
holding me back
simple answers make me insane
I asked her not to forget me
You beat it in me, that part of you/But I'm gonna split us back in two
I take a long time to ejaculate. Do I have a problem?
something in me says whatever, and it brings me back to you
Drag Me to Hell
I cried when I wrote this song, sue me if I play too long
love me less, but, love me for a long time...!
Take Me Back to Tech
She Loves Me
if you fear spells, look away when she decides to share her hair with the wind.
a bug walking across the ground moved me to tears
Remember me, I used to live for music. Remember me, I brought your groceries in.
I put my head down and hoped to God she wasn't looking at me
Projects that use C techniques and call it C++ make me ill
She told me I'd make a good Satan
She left me on the boardwalk with my head held in my hands.
Hurt me, use me, make me write bad checks
There is nothing growing here, in the space between she and me
she looked at me then whispered, we are all made of stardust
Whereas a Naked White Man, when I met one, always appear'd a new Object unto me
She loved me for my brains not my body. It's what zombies do.
She told me to say that
The Emergency Services called me back
My Mother She Killed Me, My Father He Ate Me
speak metaphor to me, use every language you know
Sure, as soon as you get me back on an orbital platform
She stopped me in the city. A lost soul gambling on random encounters.
Her photography captured little beautifuls and me
Hurt me, use me, make me watch "Prince of Darkness"
She is the queen of accidental magic. Her used kleenexes, taken by the wind, become soulful ghosts.
texting, she tells me anarchy will remain an important ideology
She Gave Sweet Love To Me
She told me she remembers three things about me
Don't tell me about her
let her take me, feed on me, devour me
her hate keeps me warm. her shadows keep me guessing.
She Blinded Me With Science
Put That Thing Back Where it Came From or So Help Me
I pray to God you don't look at me. You pray to God I don't look back.
Liver, come back to me
I got the feeling the Fairy Council was mad at me when the president knocked over her coffee to get a better grip on my neck
He just wanted to give me something he forgot to give me a long time ago
Give me my long sword, ho!
I can't decide if what you're saying is too profound for me to comprehend or just insane
Basking in your warmth, I failed to notice that you were keeping me on the back burner
Been Brown So Long, It Looked Like Green to Me: The Politics of Nature
Can You Take Me Back
"Too long ago" makes no sense to me.
bringing me back to when less was worth more
You couldn't save me back then. I will save you now. Trust me, take my hand.
You don't have to catch me. You don't need to bring me back.
As if it were the arm of someone who'd pulled me back from speeding traffic.
A few minutes is all it will take sometimes to completely undo me
Get back to me
She writes notes to me, to keep me in check
you make me completely miserable
I didn’t know why it took girls so long to do their makeup until someone showed me how to dismantle the patriarchy with an allen wrench and a roast chicken ballotine.
Keep a room somewhere for me, I'll find it on my way back.
She misses me
She wakes me up by tickling my feet
Two condoms, she makes me wear
She approached me with some vague line
Words are useless full of excuses you used me well
The stars were bright that night she left me forever
She told me I looked like a Henry, and this is how she would know me
She just looks at me
She loved me for my maths
She Fucks Me
She only wants me for tech support
She only wants me for sex
She dumped me when she found out I'd been faking my Scottish accent
She may be pretty and have more money than me but she doesn't write songs about you.
she spent the night gingerly peeling me off the moon.
Carry Me back to Old Virginny
I used to like it, but it makes me sick to the stomach
I could use a muse like you to amuse me
Bathe her and bring her to me
her arms around me
she seems bored with me after all this time
She was watching me and I didn’t know it.
She said she loved me. The knife came down.
She pulled the "I love you" on me
She cleaned up for me at least.
Is it fair for him to love me when she craves his touch?
She doesn't need me anymore
She handed me my first sharpened pencil.
She said she loved me
She's smarter than me but she's also more quiet, therefore she has no personality which makes me feel better
Anna and her Mother: spinning me in circles
She taught me some moves, including stealthy exits.
She hit me like thunder, and I had to lie down until I could breathe again
This is the first time she's texted me since the morning she left.
She might not need me. But then again she might.
She saved me from Hylas' fate
Don't talk about me behind my back
She didn't wave goodbye so much as slightly raise her hand
She is the sea. Above her, he is thunder.
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
When she sleeps, is she not moving her legs aside for an unknown garrison?
I met her today, the girl I used to be
little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
while she sleeps, i write myself into her life
She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
I peer across a chasm and you peer back
And she flew halfway across the world for those five minutes
She picked herself up, wiping away at her dignity
She practices her speech
God is a pretty girl across the bar who smiles and waves in your direction; and you think she is waving at you
she had already found her party
Some nights, alone, he thinks of her, and some nights, alone, she thinks of him
Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
She Will Have Her Way
why she makes her wishes at 7:07
A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
You put a hand on her hip, she permits it.
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 was so quiet that nobody heard her
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.
How long have you been in love with her?
She disappeared as if he had only dreamed her
she lit her thumb on fire

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