Roundup

I have lived a thousand lives
A thousand deaths
Which is why they both include me
Under their breath
Which is why they both dare me
In any case
As they chase their own tails
With their own tales
Of quick quarks
Sparks
Yet, death is larger than life
And life without death couldn't exist
As they shoot from the hip
While both have missed
What can be brought together
With a simple kiss
Of life and death
And eternal bliss
Where love resides
Without hiding
So I round up my posse
To shine on it all
But not too glossy
Easy on the hard stuff
As I sit here in the buff