small talk

Life boasts, "I am first, therefore I am best."

Death rebuts, "No. To have the final say is better, I attest."

Life pleads, "But life is beauty and connection. What you give is only lonely, lost reflection. Besides, life gives the soul that you simply take."

Death coolly states, "The soul can stay. They don’t care about it anyway. I take what they want the most. I take away the future, and with it, hope."