Luyện nghe bài hát Dying

Picture yourself in a nightmarish of such
complexity that you'd kill to be dreaming.
Your body's been dying, while your has been trying
to make you picture a where you'd kill for your
and a song in your head. The deaths of countless
others merely set up the for your symphony.
That's where find me.

something has happened here..this is,
this is so much than i ever could have imagined
i knew it all along this man should not have been released
god, what's happened here, completely torn his entire apartment apart
the is overpowering, a fowl pungent odor,
rotten food or i don't know, possibly something worse
but there's something that's almost overpowering
i its a woman's perfume, oh no..no..
i found the he's lying on the floor in the center of the living room
completely naked, emaciated, deathly pale, it appears he hasn't anything at all for weeks
the has spread up his arms, it must have reached his brain
there's bulging bright red veins all the way up from his wrist to his
there's empty everywhere, of alcohol and medication
my god this smell is
there's blood coming out of his mouth ears
he's not dead yet, but he's
i failed, this is my
and somehow, he's smiling at me, i he's whispering something,
no, not whispering, i think he's singing......

singing:]
Now, your ear to my lips.
Trace notes with your fingertips.
dance alone on my last breath.
This is the end. is death.

the i wear around my wrist are there to prove that i exist

(someone an ambulance, because something's not right)
(the smell of her perfume struggles to everything)

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