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I left you in the morning still drunk on melodrama

 You're so pretty so natural but i had to salvage honor

Down your spiral staircase, the television I bought you

Took a deep breath of your "endless love" perfume

 The carnage that the storm left, six inches on the ground

 The southside of Chicago stand eerily so sound

 I looked up at your window, hand out as if to touch you

 You used to be so perfect, why did I ever meet you