Monday, 14 September 2015

Flipping a coin

Flipping a Coining

The coin that you flipped
twirls and twirls like the globe,
Twirling and spinning like our lives,
That we lost our sense of directions.
with tail up,
And when the spinning stops
Lives turn upside down.
Because you lost your bid.
Everything is dead.
There's nothing to be safe

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