Luyện nghe bài hát Dying

Picture yourself in a nightmarish scene of
grotesque complexity that 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
lover and a song in your head. The deaths of
merely set up the lyrics for your symphony.
That's where find me.

something has happened here..this is,
this is so much worse than i could have 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 food or i don't know, possibly something worse
but there's something else that's almost
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, deathly pale, it appears he hasn't eaten at all for weeks
the infection has spread up his arms, it must have reached his
bulging bright red veins all the way up from his wrist to his neck
there's empty everywhere, of alcohol and medication
my god smell is sickening
there's blood out of his mouth nose ears
not dead yet, but he's close
i failed, is my fault
and somehow, he's smiling at me, i think whispering something,
no, not whispering, i think he's singing......

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

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

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

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