Bumpin heads with a two headed coin.
Tails between the legs n I don't know where I'm going.
Facin the flip side n callin tails every time.
Losin the toss n going outta my mind.
Rotation in mid air seems so promissing.
Til the landing leaves me imagining.
The equal bounce of metal happening.
Flicked from the thumb of chance.
Falling down to seek a glance.
Peeking to make the right call.
As eyes gaze upon the lengthened crawl.
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