Luyện nghe bài hát Dying

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

something awful has here..this is,
this is so much worse than i ever could imagined
i knew it all along that this man should not been released
god, what's happened here, he's completely torn his entire apartment
the smell is overpowering, a fowl odor,
like rotten food or i don't know, something worse
but there's something else that's overpowering
i its a woman's perfume, oh no..no..
i found the patient he's 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 has spread up his arms, it must have reached his brain
there's bulging bright red veins all the way up his wrist to his neck
there's bottles everywhere, of alcohol and medication
my god this is sickening
there's blood coming out of his nose ears
he's not yet, but he's close
i failed, is my fault
and somehow, he's smiling at me, i he's whispering something,
no, not just whispering, i think singing......

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Now, place ear to my lips.
these notes with your fingertips.
They dance alone on my breath.
is the end. This is death.

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

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

we inseparable