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Copyleft Commonist Party by ~templest
The One That Got Away There are no drugs,The One That Got Away by ~templest
that I can take,
which shock enough,
to make me wake.
There is no soul,
that in here lives.
No heart now pounds,
within these ribs.
And even so,
I manage to live,
a solid dime,
is all I can give.
And for all I have,
and all I want,
I remain dead,
life is my daunt.
It Smells Like Death Theories of post mortem beliefs,It Smells Like Death by ~templest
never will I consider these,
people live whilst others die,
this is life,
no conspiracies or lies.
When someone's gone,
their corpses rot,
live forever,
they will not.
With life removed,
only energy remains,
the decomposing bodies,
won't let blood through veins.
The dirt you turn into,
whom the plants will consume,
will turn into roses,
In the middle of June.
This is life,
I tell you no lies,
you'll never turn into,
an angel who flies.
One day you might even,
become someone else,
but that's a great mystery,
left to answer yourselves.
