The Star Child

Bright Face
You give him space
Hansom Look
The World shook
Deep blue eyes
He's so damn wise
His helping ways
The games he plays
The first one born
Left me in scorn
But he is kind
It makes them blind
They can't see
Whats happening to me
They love him more
Just look at the score
But when I'm sad
He feels bad
He knows he is to blame
For my feeling of shame
But his big smile
Makes it worth while
And his heart of gold
Makes mine not so cold.





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