The moon has a face like the clock in the hall;
She shines on thieves on the garden wall,
On streets and fields and harbour quays,
And birdies asleep in the forks of the trees.
The squalling cat and the squeaking mouse,
The howling dog by the door of the house,
The bat that lies in bed at noon,
All love to be out by the light of the moon.
But all of the things that belong to the day
Cuddle to sleep to be out of her way;
And flowers and children close their eyes
Till up in the morning the sun shall arise.
Silly love-struck smiles
There's only one true style
Clueless and happy
N
Insecurity, when you walk in the room.
Curiosity, when you stare me down.
Speechl
For so long, I wished for the day.
The day that our love would find its way.
From
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
Hi
You may see me struggle,
but you won't see me fall.
Regardless if I'm weak or not
I have a feeling
That I can't comprehend
In my deepest thoughts, you are
It's done and it's over
I'm through with misery
No more sadness
No more y
As I sit in my corner and think about your lies,
I have nothing else to do but break down
If I were to write a poem,
It would be a fantastic piece of art,
Many people woul
No stupid love song can describe how I feel
Sometimes the words other people say
