Candy is given a reward
sometimes for being good,
sometimes just from dressing up and showing at your doorstep,
Sometimes our rewards have gotten out of hand,
as we begin to grow a sweet tooth,
we begin to crave more and more.
It is then hidden from us.
Where is my reward for being good today?
My sweet tooth craves more..
Just one more piece.
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Author:
Ally (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Reflection
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