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Candy

She was the sweetest girl nobody wanted
wearing black and looking at the door
some people are just born haunted
and will spend forever searching for
the kind of quiet people call peace
that's always stolen away from her
in the night just like a thief
does she need to be more aggressive
and get caught it between her teeth?
but she woke up today tired
so she'll just go to sleep

Candy melts, and Candy sticks
but most of all
Candy's sick of all this.

Written by CaityCat (Peaches O-Brien)
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