Her Face Lit Up With Wishful Hope
Her Face lit up with wishful hope
Her eyes were still tearbound
For the one that she'd been searching for
Finally had been found
Her face lit up with wishful hope
She felt in in her heart
For the one that she had found
She would never part
Her face lit up with wishful hope
A hope she hoped would stay
For she cried the very last time
For the very last time that day
-Crystal Crow
Wicked Lady's Wicked Kewl Sailor Moon Place
Please do not take this poem without express permission from the author.
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