If tomorrow starts without me.

If tomorrow starts without me,


Would my family have wept their tears?

Would my words have died right then with me?


Was I far too proud to realise that they too had to go someday?


Would my life have ended in a way suitable to a coward like myself?


Would my eyes have seen their last sight without realising it?


Would my mouth have said my last words; the ones I was so terrified to utter all my life?


Would the world still turn, unbeknownst of what has happened?


Would everyone inevitably move on,

and live with the only thing they have left of me;

the memories I left behind?

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