Stain

Stain

The mistakes

She had made

In her life

For a time

Felt like a stain

On her soul.

Nothing

Could absolve her

Not even

The night sky.

She longed

For something

Like a horse

To help

Her escape.

The stain

Never

Went away

So she wore it

Like a badge

Of courage.

DizzyDezzi (c) 2016

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