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Aug. 20th, 2004 05:55 pmI Am Dying
by Leonard Cohen
I am dying
  because you have not
died for me
  and the world
still loves you
I write this because I know
that your kisses
  are born blind
on the songs that touch you
I don't want a purpose
  in your life
I want to be lost among
       your thoughts
the way you listen to New York City
when you fall asleep
by Leonard Cohen
I am dying
  because you have not
died for me
  and the world
still loves you
I write this because I know
that your kisses
  are born blind
on the songs that touch you
I don't want a purpose
  in your life
I want to be lost among
       your thoughts
the way you listen to New York City
when you fall asleep