red has been stained on my lips since i was eleven  
rummaging through the 25cent bin at dollar general  
the plush cherry crayon covered my baby doll lips  
i was the sex symbol of f.d. middle school
"are you really fourteen" he asked
and my fumbling at his belt buckle attested  
he was twenty just starting in the marines
"you'll ruin my reputation" he breathed into my neck  
as his excitement grew, destroying me  
what's a reputation to a fast girl  
who hasn't been pure since pre algebra  
a class which she failed in the backseat
of her tutors 2002 Honda Accord  
a car that is painful to pass on the highway
even now six years later and a few states away
now i despise being the solo cup bathroom fuck  
so i stick to the innocents peaches and pinks  
but at night when i'm alone at my mirror
i still see myself painted red
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