For A Tortured Soul

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This is a very personal poem that I wrote in a very sad day for me. I know there must be mistakes in this, but I didn't want to change anything because it is very personal.
In beloved memory of Peter Jackson. ? .

Submitted: December 29, 2013

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Submitted: December 29, 2013

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For A Tortured Soul

 

Only a child you were,

Only one beautiful soul.

I turned you into a grown,

Then the tortured soul you were.

 

It was never in my thoughts

That this promise would not be.

I never meant to hurt,

I only wanted to help.

 

All these worries that you had,

They were founded in my acts.

I was blinded by the hope,

That only brought me death.

 

And I knew you for two days,

But I got to see your fear.

And I thought I knew the cause,

Sometimes that’s not enough.

 

Only peace I wish for you,

I wish you don’t feel no fear.

I damaged your sweet soul,

I turned you into a grown.


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