make up

you’ve go to be primed for your introduction
know the history of any place
have a foundation of the world
all of your past mistakes
the scars you cannot face
in your eyes i see a shadow
haunting you with every sparkle
so you put on a mask, aura of everything you’re not
you blush when you see him instead of running away like your anxiety tells you too
he speaks of the bronze age and how all civilizations except egypt were wiped out
how kohl was the only makeup they had back then

no eyebrow pencils
no fancy lipstick
just smudging oily sensual black
he looks at you
your perfectly made up face
takes a step back
says “you’re beautiful”
and you begin to cry


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