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First thing I remember is face I can’t forget-
Details may be clouded but strong is the regret-
Crucible moment where mettle is put to test-
Bravado sans substance empty shell to detest-
Saw the scythe above you, watched reaper with his scale-
Split second for salvation, this too surely failed-
Simple word of solace might have turned the red tide-
No time for friend in need; last abyss watched you slide-
Chivalry is dead now, killed along side of you-
Padded cell is calling but I kneel in this pew-
“Was truly no one’s fault,” so many intone now-
I’m the last you spoke with, forever am I cowed-
Ever see eyes of woman who once was his wife-
Prayers for forgiveness I will utter all my life-