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Death's Theory


People listen when Death

joins the conversation.

If it's anyone else other

than Death, may the fool's

ears remained closed with

a tight seal. 

 

The moment we're about to die

is when people listen and wanna

deal with us. Other than that, 

we're just nothing but trash,

blowing in the street that

people are too lazy to pick

up. 

 

We're blowing away for a reason, you know. 

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