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Death begins at conception[A collaboration with Poetryman(JJ Johnson)]

Conjoined in the swirling lather of smeg
Most die soon after the joy of the lay
Blueprints infused with semen and egg
Clean slates or copies, who is to say?

Death is the laughing cracks
in the walls of aging life,
The demonic weed,
On which life dopes.

Death darkens life,
as the tea bag
bleeds out,
in the steamy  
achromatic breathe,

Death is the deafened
justice,
that pronounces
decree at birth
Value determined, justice delayed
Dying begins for what it's worth
Until galloween judgment declares all taxes are paid

Dancing on the parabola
of survival.
The Idle Cradle of our
mortality,
The tranquil tyrant,

Death opens a doorway
Revealing a seductive escape route
Shackles freely fallen away
Faith fades along with confident doubt.
Written by AlisVolatPropriis8
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