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I Used To Have

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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 stone.


I used to think I’d always have

the things I held on to,

but I lost and they’re gone,

so I sit here alone…

wishing that I’d been true.



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