red

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red.

all i saw was red.

red as i shouted at him.

red as i pointed a finger.

red as he cursed me

and retaliated with a red mark on my face.

red as i screamed again.

red as he clamped a hand over my mouth.

red as i begged him to stop.

red as he refused.

red as he dragged me up the stairs.

red as he tied me in position

and tugged at my red hair

and moaned red words.

red as i was put through the agony

that i had to put up with everyday.

but then,

then i saw black.

black as i finally gave up

black as i began to drift off.

black as i collapsed

and he collapsed with me.

i felt at home

and safe

because he had come back to me,

just as he promised he would.

and red became okay

all over again.

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