SLOWLY FADING DAY BY DAY, THERES NOT A MOMENT THAT I WOULD STAY, HERE IN YOU ARMS, THEN YOURE GONE, WHAT THE HELL DID I DO? TO GET TREATED LIKE THIS BY YOU. YOU SCREW ME, ABUSE ME, AND THEN YOU LOSE ME. IM DYING SLWOLY/ THE ONLY THING I THINK IS ONLY ONE DRINK, JUST ONE, AND IM GONE.
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I would like to translate this poem