Luyện nghe bài hát Dying

Picture yourself in a nightmarish scene of
grotesque complexity you'd kill to be dreaming.
body's been dying, while your mind has been trying
to make you picture a life you'd kill for your
lover and a song in your head. The deaths of
others set up the lyrics for your symphony.
That's where you'll me.

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

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

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

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

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