maskingbeauty

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Eyeliner, lipstick, foundation everywhere, Nowadays it’s a necessity because I want to compare. My bare skin, my naked face, Just doesn’t seem perfect unless a filter is in place.
I hide behind a mask of insecurity, a mask made of makeup. When I put on my foundation, I conceal the batte scars. The ones that come in the form of dark circles underneath my eyes.
I don't wear makeup
Hollow black circles line her eyes; Her lips so red - unnaturally so. Freckles hidden by a powdery vail; She doesn't want anyone to see.   Why, I ask, does she cover up, Such natural beauty and grace?
  We paint ourselves Every morning just past dusk Brushes aroused from their shelves Spritzing florals and musk   Cheeks dusted to look like roses Noses powdered to a matte   
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