Note: stupid poem I had to write in English where the teach gave is a
starting line and a finishing line and we had to fill in the rest. The
starting line was 'suppose the moon was full of.' and I screwed the ending
line and just ended it how I wanted. Take that Teresa!

Suppose the moon is full of tears,
The tears of one who hides there fears,
There faces hide in shadowed dawn,
There eyes curve to the world and expressions long,
They hide themselves from the others for fear,
The night time fear of being near,
As they flee from the streets as not to be found,
There eyes move round,
About there heads with full of dread,
And fire do there tears tend,
To hide from the day,
That is there way,
And full the moon with tears.