piano

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I want to die on a piano,
I want to let my fingers crash on the note,
Where i can feel the wounds and scars,
As a Cracking sounds can be heard,

The notes keeps getting slower,
My hands cant be reached,
The blood was everywhere on the piano,
My eyes only focus on the piano ,

As i open my mouth,
Just to say a word,
That im finally free to go,
I don't have to do anything that i don't want to,

I can finally be a pianist and a free soul,
I want to see the world for the last time,
I open my eyes and i saw a lot of people arewaiting for me,
They're waiting for the pianist to start playing the piano,

Waiting for it as the pianist are dying,
Waiting for the happy ending,
to finally be free,
She can't do anything with it,

My piano is very dear to me,
If i can't do anything without it,
Then why don't i take my last breath on a piano,
That would be easy for me,

I let out some noise for the attention,
All eyes were looking at me,
The eyes where you can tell if they're enjoying it or not,
Some of them are looking at me with a weird face if they're asking me if im okay or not,

Tonight might be the last night for me,
The last night for the pianist,
For a girl,
For a very simple girl who lives in a piano world,

To every single note that i played,
To everyone who has heard me play,
For those who loved my lessons,
And now it's going to be a memorable day,

Cause today will be the last day for me and the piano

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