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 Mar 2015 VGC
Meg B
I held the last piece of
Dark chocolate in my hand,
Preparing myself mentally for my
Last chance at delectable,
And as I popped the
Morsel in my mouth,
Its melty coating dissolving into
My tongue,
I heard the bag crinkle,
And I looked down to find
A sugar-coated surprise,
One bite remaining when I
Had thought that that hope had
Melted away,
And boy did it taste
Sweet.
 Mar 2015 VGC
Mark The Vagabond
Stars up in the sky,
I long to be like you..
Adjusted to their space,
Content with what they do.
We all just wanna shine..
some for different reasons.
Ill use my light for good,
and show my brothers reason.

— The End —