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a cowardice always disdained

yet

An alone moment's waver

a struggle of choices

Hesitant in a dead soul's memory

Hesitant in a moments thought of  you

Perhaps if you had been beside

Cowardice would never been grazed

I know an abandonment

Else this aloneness

would never graze the edges

with you beside to tell "a small fly"

Never would have toyed 

with ends

For once almost done

grazed the tips of cowardice

For once 

resolve falters

Almost never return land

For once

A fear 

Of forgetting life forward