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// untitled (pinkie pie) 
// Story: found object 
// by alafoel 
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Pinkie, why are your poems so sad?
when all you do is smile
Pinkie, can’t you just be glad?
with the things you have all the while
Pinkie, don’t you want us to feel good?
don’t you want to make us laugh
Pinkie, do you want to be understood?
aren’t you meant to make us laugh
Pinkie, we know that this isn’t you.
so why do you keep writing these
Pinkie, what do you want us to do?
unchecked feelings you’re trying to appease
Pinkie, we liked you the way you were before.
do you have to write these little odds and ends
Pinkie, we liked you when you used to smile more.
do you even still care about your friends
Pinkie, you need to stop writing these.
you really need to stop writing these
Pinkie, you really need to stop writing these.
you really need to stop writing these