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EDIT> I’ve decided I like most of what I have here but the main problem I think is that the rhyme scheme needs consistency from verse to verse. this may or may not be corrected later.

from the roof to the ground
is only about six inches down
and these tired old walls
have crumbled long ago

The moon over Bernie’s darkening skies
casting down its tired old lies
radiating its spells
over insidious radiowaves

as the flames turned our home into hell
the last star in the evening’s light
burning hot, burning clean
burning blue and burning bright
lighting up your face

and I held you firmly and looked you in the eye
isn’t this the new second chance we had wanted?
As the moon in the skies over Bernie, Indiana
continued to leave our hatred undaunted