Horse

Once Upon a time, A little Pony ran. She had everything she Needed, But happiness Was still forbidden. As island's lonely tiny horse, She's running now and running later. Why does it always get this worse if you Intend to make it greater? She Wants to rid this realm And find a way To be herself. To realize The world she swims, Destroy walls And break in shells. As island's lonely tiny horse, She's running now And running later. Why does it always get this worse if you Intend to make it greater? As island's lonely tiny horse, She's running now and running later. Why does it always get this worse if you Intend to make it Greater? She's running, she's running, she's running, She's running. She's running, she's running, she's Running.