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id (Free verse) by FreeFormFixation
she allowed me to paint vulgar words across her stomach in lipstick. and it all started innocently enough. i really just wanted to write something backwards, so when she looked in the mirror it could stare back clearly. But She insisted, and persisted in her pleas that i lighten up and do it already. So i lifted up her shirt and began to write "fuck 'o the irish" but it ended up looking more like "ficho otherish"

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