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No Means No

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She said no,

But he saw red.

With blood in his eye

He forced her to bed…

Closing his eyes,

He drifted to sleep.

She lay awake,

Refusing to weep.

Hearing him snore,

She aimed for his head.

Her sheets were white,

But they saw red.

Mother Hen

Admittedly, not my most lighthearted piece of work! Have I been watching too many crime dramas? Please feel free to comment below! xx MH

Writing Prompt: RED, part of poetry 101 rehab– Thanks, Andy! Feel free to jump on the poetry wagon)

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