Of air that can come and not go, since he took her by his side and told her he'd never let her go the paparazzi more than happy to celebrate their joy to avoid eye contact in the brim as a boy so soft it takes for joys to break .as a matter of fact, she eats the morning paper for her breakfast. her face glued to the 3 of pages of glitz that even had her in search of 'sages' first few months, such a bright honeymoon to enjoy the few, sad comes so soon of glasses that creak like soft porcelain her aged beauty that came to fade? some suspected this, and some that she had her sleeves out to see if she grew fat the months were counted, 5 it was the father denied for it was nonsense and she kept counting the days to pass she craved the attention from the mass' a little unknown boy would gather the fame the ever changing world so tall some day its the damsel in distress, some day its a new boy for all.