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Ghetto Candy part 3What?Ghetto Candy part 3 by ~baterypower
How could this be?
Ghetto Candy is not at all what is seems
I do not feel like a man
I feel like a boy
A betrayed boy
A confused boy
An angry boy
Ghetto Candy was not sweet
nor was it salty nor was it spicy
Yet the ghetto people worship to this candy
I am dumbfounded
My taste was not mature enough for ghetto candy
Maybe It will taste better the more i consume
There is only one way to find out.............................
Ghetto candy part 2I slipped into the cracks in the nightGhetto candy part 2 by ~baterypower
Carefully maneuvering around the bright lights of the erie city
I have heard tales of a place
a magnificent place
where ghetto candy is in abundance.
The people who live there do not fear.
They risk their lives to supply and provide.
I want to be one of these men.
I want to be around ghetto candy
I want to fell its presence.
I want to share my ghetto candy.
I want to taste my ghetto candy.
They welcomed me with warms arms.
They were the most generous people i ever met.
They help spread the magnificence of ghetto candy to the public.
The man placed something in my palm
small and soft yet it was
Ghetto candy part 1Ghetto Candy.Ghetto candy part 1 by ~baterypower
I have heard its the best candy of all.
Once you eat it you will never fell the same again.
EVERYONE i know has tried it.
Even my own mother has tried it once.
I must try it.
I am tired of hearing the amazing tales of what this candy does.
I want to test it myself.
I want to indulge in it, I want to swallow it, I want to at least try it.
My mother shuns my from it.
She assumes i will not like it.
But I MUST TRY IT!
Just because she doesn't like it does not mean i won't like it.
I will steal it
I will grow
I will buy it
Once I try it, I will be cool
I will be a man
I will be complete
I need ghetto candy