• the_princess_story 10w

    She stood in the moonlit night
    Her face was shining bright
    She bathed in the starlit night
    Her eyes twinkled under the light
    They were filled with tears of plight

    The train of futile thought
    Conquered her mind station
    The future history made her rot
    'cause they were only her imagination

    Sky lightened and clouds roared
    She shed her tears of plight
    Her tears hid when the rain poured
    Rain stopped, heart became light
    Now her eyes looked bright.

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    Tears of plight