Don't try

We do things

Things that aren't us

Colors, powder, liner

Bandages on our true beauty

This is not me

I take my power

Me

My words heal

Mine come from another mouth

My words are beauty

I am hopeful

I give love to those who are covered in shadows

They need me

Take your hair down

Rip the bandage

Show the skin that was made for you

They love you

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