Own Two Feet

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Coffee cup held to my lips

My nails are painted black

My eyes are gazing through the glass

And no ones looking back

Lana sings into my ears

Of lovers lost and gone

I can’t help but to relate 

My tears fall to her song

I have all but given up

I cut another out

Sip by sip my coffee goes

Of this I have no doubts 

I am stronger on my own

I know my own two feet

And when the spring comes round again

A better man I’ll meet

Published by thelifeanddeathoflove

Doncaster born and new to the scene, poetry and creative writing is my thing! currently working on my first book, a collection of diary entries compiled to create a narrative about Love! Lets see how it goes.

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