StepSon
To have a stepson that you didn't create
Become your son that you did create
Don't ponder the thought of that penmanship
It's too complex of a statement that you're trying to grip
The wordplay is factual; I didn't make a mistake
The censorship is not needed for me to break
Speak your mind; let it rise to the equation
The broken heart that you'll leave with, without hesitation
I'm saying this to say nothing; the meaning is clear
Your son has become your stepson for the duration of his years.
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