Acceptance is what women seek,
Lipstick masks the words they speak,
Shadow goes atop their eyes,
Blinding them from foolish lies.
I love this poem.
Make up to me is my war paint so to speak.
Stronger and more confidant with it on, and if it shields me from all the hurt in the world so be it!!!
Unfortunate for some but that is still firmly my choice.
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