I used to have a reason

to get up and fight for truth.

I used to have light in my eyes

to know I’d be with you.

I used to have a lot of things

but now all that I do -

is sit here alone, remembering home,

wishing I’d been true.

I used to have a family.

I used to have a home.

I used to have friends,

things I could call wins.

A foundation made of st...

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