Banished
It’s an ache in my chest,
A loss of breath,
Hot tears and no rest.
It’s a sacrifice of love
On a platter of pain.
Down low I remain.
It’s a fall from grace
To a dark empty place.
Disgraced.
It’s a loss of my sun,
A bloody moon,
Banished from paradise too soon.
It’s a why and a how,
A mystery,
To go from heaven to misery.
By: Carole O’Terry Duet
Copyright: 7/29/2018
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Copyright © Carole Duet | Year Posted 2018
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