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Ink

There is red ink all over my arms
Scarlet paint is splashed across my belly
And crimson dye runs in rivulets down my legs.

I'd better take my clothes off;
Red is such a difficult stain to remove.
Good thing skin doesn't stain easily.

My body is my canvas
It's beautiful artwork, don't you think?
Vivid
Emotive
Striking

Darn.

There's red on my jeans.

After the red has been applied
I smooth a white varnish over the top
Which quickly dries to invisible
Like glue
But not.

Skin coloured fabric adds texture to the masterpiece.
It's adhesive
So my artwork will last for weeks;
Not even a shower will ruin it!

My work is not without side effects:
Red turns brown
Dries and cracks
Fades to white
Then purple whenever it's cold...
Magic Marker!

My art lasts forever.
Written by Mrs_Sin (Lillith)
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