Hmmmm.... this space was supposed to have a poem involving a faceless boy pining away from that beautiful, untouchable faceless girl. Moonlight on glass. oooh... inspiration... hold on, lemme switch off my paris lounge 3 cd which is oh so good and u must listen and is wonder make out music so girls who wanna make out with me (stop trying to get the mental image out) can borrow it.
Back to poem.
She doesn't know a name
She stands behind a mirror
Starlight plays behind her eyes
She cannot see beyond
Yet she is the world
And everybody loves the world
A tear will fall every now and then
It is all she can do to smile
He knows her name
He knows her pain
A faceless boy
Sees her face all the same
She cannot see herself in the mirror
She knows who she is yet
she will not find out
What she can be to all
A girl without name
Frozen, ice, trapped in time
Glass fragments all around
Cutting her
like her tears
in her heart
He knows her name
He knows her pain
A faceless boy
Sees her face all the same
One day, on a moonlit night
Her eyes will open to the world
She will not fret no more
nor cry
That night seems so far
One day, on a summer's night
His arms will hold her
He will wait no more
nor sit quietly
Together they will look at a star
He knows her name
He knows her pain
A faceless boy
Sees her face all the same
and that is the rubbish of the day ;)
