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Isn’t it funny what death is?

How does death change your perspective?

Isn’t it funny what death is?

What does it change?

Does it make us poorer?

Richer? Happier or sad?

Overjoyed, miserable?

Negative or mad?

What’s the first thing on our mind?

What did this person leave behind?

All the treasures you have to go through

Most of it junk, now they are through

What about the cockroaches that want a part

The fuckers that were never there from the fucking start

Why is everything money, what do they want?

Just their part of it, of course it belongs

Funny thing death, it’s never the same

If it wasn’t complicated it would be lame