Forgotten Pink Ponies
By Alex Warlorn
That . . . wasn't fun . . .
That wasn't fun at all . . .
Rainbow Crash lied, there weren't any balloon animals . . .
That hurt . . .
Where was I?
Where was the rest of me?
Uuuuuugh. It's super cold. Maybe there are some sunny . . . skies? . . . Why is the sky so black? What's this not day? It's like the inside of the cave . . . where . . . where I was born . . . and all my sisters were born . . . where I came from . . . from . . . from . . . first Pinkie Pie . . .. that's called a . . . a mommy right? I think, I don't think anypony ever told me...
Uuuuugh. I don't feel so good . . . like I was blown up too much and popped and then sucked into a vacuum. Then . . . a really BIIIIG nothing . . . I mean, bigger than a really large cake . . .
I sit up, the ground isn't nice at all, it's all like black ice cream, really cold, what does it taste like? BLECH! It taste like tar and rocks! Blech! Blech!
I shake my
And without reservation
Without ceremony or use of trickery
Without the need for further contemplation
I saw you
I memorized you
And now wish to accept you as you are
You may change but I will not
You are ever fixed inside my heart
Without you there is no me
And without me this is no you
For no one sees you as I see
Or could ever love you as I do
The eye beholds but every truth is distorted by perspective
And from where I stand
Things just look so grand
Because of the person whom I have met
Stop telling me it wont work
And stop bringing up your past
Cease insisting that I have more worth
Nothing you could say would convince me of that
I don't care where you are from
And I don't care what you have done
'Cause no matter saint or sinner
You are the only one I want...
And if you think I'm too good for you
Then surely we are doubly blessed
Because much more than being too good for me
I think you are perfection manifest