divorced
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Divorce was always an ugly word.My parents got a divorce when I was 3 And all I could see growing up Was how much They resented each other. And I couldn't help but wonder Why they got married in the first place. What possessed them to take the plu
My Little Kingdom
I lived with my mother and father
In the blossoming country of England
The air was always crisp and soft
Since a little girl
I've wanted to walk in your shoes
Yes
The big black ones
I always wore your clothes
When you were out to sea
And home with me
You told me that you loved me
