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Poetry

Candy Mountain

I’ve seen you before
People like you before
The one you called on before
I get it you stupid whore

There was once a time
I’d wonder if time
Was going to take me there
And then I remembered that
God
And his daughter are only watchers
They watch her

They don’t do anything
They watch her

And you’ll be surprised or
Paralyzed when I tell you
That heaven is hell
And candy is not a mountain
But a well
Of blood

So you’ll be too late
When you relate
To the story I’ll tell you

That
I’ve seen you before
People like you before
The one you called on before
I get it you stupid whore

We have already been here before
And you didn’t kill Kate
The one I hate
Because she is nothing
Already too much something

It was my mom’s fault.

She made a nothing a something
Who is always waiting
For her knight and shining armor
To take her fainting

But I’m not like that
I always do more
I always do it better
But they like it wetter
So they rain on my parade
A thousand monsters

This is the story of a thousand monsters
A thousand monsters
On top of candy mountain
Raining like blood
Coming out a fountain
They were all in love with dying
They were drinking from that fountain
That was pouring like an avalanche
Coming down the mountain