i'll build you a bridge to hell,
and step by step we'll go our ways.
but whose to go which way.
a coin toss you say, so it'll be.
heads you murmur softly.
the tinkle on the ground rings out.
we walk our ways, not even a goodbye.
you with the slightest smirk.
and i know that it was all a set up.
you, my double headed coin.
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