Last Will and Testament

I have wronged a great poet One I looked up to Admired and did not know it I was bold in my speech Without knowing What she had to teach The wounds are deep Beyond repair Now emotional blood will always seep I am undone in something I didn’t understand I brought shame on myself And this was done by my hand So I will delete my poetry soup account This is my last will and testament Goodbye good luck, from the mad poet signing out