In Memory
On the last night of December, 1999, I lost a friend of mine
To a knife wielding monster with murder on his mind
He’s been put down, and it was a long time
ago
One day maybe, I’ll find a way to heal,
Honestly though I can never forget
what he did, never “let it go”
It scarred me to my very soul
By: J.N.R Dutton
The Poetry Of J.N.R Dutton 
Very sad. But a very good poem.
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