Let me sing to you baby

And nobody else but you baby. I’ll sing my guts out, for you, baby. A song like a heart, where my blood is no longer there. No, let me sing my empty heart to you baby. My dying words baby. Falling down deeper and deeper and harder into love like loss, like concrete. Blood enveloping my vocal chords with choked sounds and bloody last gasps. Let me sing to you baby. The nightingales requiem, the death rattle, my dying words, let me sing to you baby, a crimson chorus.

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