Reviews for Dreams of Ponyland |
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![]() ![]() ![]() That was not bad. Congratulations for writing the FIRST My Little Pony fanfic. |
![]() ![]() ![]() Beatiful poem |
![]() ![]() are a fucking weeaboo scrublord killyourself drink bleach snort anthrax jump into an ant mound but you can't get like a shrink ray i mean those don't exist but if they did i wish IG |
![]() ![]() ![]() That... That was beautiful |
![]() ![]() ![]() This gets to me everytime, Not only is the poem so good but it holds something special. One day a boy or girl was sitting in their room writing this and i was barely 3 months old, now i am 14 and a half. And that a decade later after this was released a show that changed my life would come out, i wonder what this person is doing now... 14 years later... this peace of art is preserved on the internet for years to come, Its just so, heart striking |
![]() ![]() ![]() that. was. BEAUTIFUL! OMG wooooowwwww! |
![]() ![]() Darn |
![]() ![]() ![]() This Brony salutes you dear writer. |
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![]() ![]() ![]() What a beautiful poem! The first I've read about MLP. I'm new to MLP fanfiction, (though I've been a fan of the show for years) and I recently wrote one called Dreamscape I, which I'd be honored if you would read it and tell me what you think. |
![]() ![]() Aww! |
![]() ![]() ![]() That's gotta be one of the sweetest, truest, most heart-wrenching and beautifully written poems I've ever read. Everyboyd can understand it. Thanks a million. |
![]() ![]() ![]() is amazing. Awesome job. |
![]() ![]() ![]() This is so beautiful! It's horrible growing up, kind of. I have a HUGE collection of ponies in the back room, gathering dust and rodent feces. *Huggles her MLPs*. Birthday, Ginger, Cupcake, I love you all! (I know, I thought up weird names. I was 5!) |
![]() ![]() That was simply beautiful. I sold all my ponies when I was ten, because, oh dear goodness, I didn't play with them anymore . . . I spent the next eleven years kicking myself for that stupid action. I have finally started collecting again. :) Beautiful poem, and so very, very true. I can remember looking at my dusty ponies, Breyer Horses, and stuffed animals, and thinking about how sad it was that they just sat on the shelves gathering dust. But now I can look at them and remember all the wonderful sunny days, all the childhood times, all the splendid afternoons. A simple link to a time that in some ways was much simpler, but oh so much richer. :) Beautiful poem. :) |