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My Grand Son Sexuality
Looking in your eyes,
I swear you got something new to tell me
Star boy, don’t be afraid,
Maybe tomorrow it will be to late.
Where is this place?
Why tears are crawling
All over your face?
Who is he?
Is he the one to be?
Where Is he from?
What does he does for life?
Is he a trash drunk?
He is a robber?
He has taken everything
From me.
Forgive me
If I ask you another question,
Ask him why he is stealing a
A heart peace from me?
Writing by Holbrook
I swear you got something new to tell me
Star boy, don’t be afraid,
Maybe tomorrow it will be to late.
Where is this place?
Why tears are crawling
All over your face?
Who is he?
Is he the one to be?
Where Is he from?
What does he does for life?
Is he a trash drunk?
He is a robber?
He has taken everything
From me.
Forgive me
If I ask you another question,
Ask him why he is stealing a
A heart peace from me?
Writing by Holbrook
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