I see red

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I have been scrubbing the red off this kitchen floor for ages.

My back aches and my hands are raw. Yet all I see is red.

I can still hear the screams like a ringing in my ear.

Scrub, scrub, scrub. I don't even want to look at the living room.

The carpet is caked in maroon. I warned Stacy not to open the box so soon.

My husband lies still on the couch. He hasn't moved since 8 o'clock.

I begged him to stay awake. I held his hand and cried.

The couch is red all over and so is he.

I've had enough of this scrubbing, all this red.

All I want is to fall into bed, but there it's red, too.

My clothes, my hair, I'm all covered in red.

I'll never get it all out, I'm afraid.

The glitter is everywhere.



Credited to attacked_by_a_swan 

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