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Alone I Sit...
It's the Fourth of July,
Alone I sit.... the boys and me.
Am I really alone?
Only in my head, my heart.
We married this day, in 2001.
Took vows under God,
To love and respect till death us do part.
We're not dead...but separated.....
I bore you two children...
They were made with love,
Conceived on Valentine’s Day
The other on our day, today!
I left you, because mentally you left.
Cheated although you will never admit it.
What were you thinking?
How could you treat me this way?
From the gutter I pulled you,