There Once Lived

Once

There once lived

At one point in time there was a

filly

...

I can't do this anymore.

This crown is such a chore.

Once upon a time, there were two adult ponies.
They were beautiful and underappreciated and kind and generous and never deserved to be

...

In a dirty, dim cell there once dwelt a traitor
Sniveling, scavenging, scrounging for pity
He'd committed a sin, one that couldn't be greater
And now faced contempt from an entire city

This creature, so wicked and indescribably vile
Had been found, captured, chained, then put on trial
The blood on his hooves hadn't even been dried
His crime was apparent, one I couldn't abide

I found the stallion who murdered my parents.
I brought justice, sweet justice, as well as assurance.

To all but myself, it would seem.
Why can't I rest?
Where is my closure?
I completed the test!
I'm still losing composure.
I've uncovered the scheme
Yet I somehow can't glean
What would release this great pressure.