Just Lipstick
Just lipstick is more than just lipstick-
it's the color of liberation.
It's a piercing red that is boldly placed on lips once silenced by a piercing heart pain.
A heart burn throbbing in a sea of acid.
Acid trickling down slowly on a naked face.
A face unmarked.
A virgin mary.
Only to be burned beyond recognition,
and no longer deemed beautiful by the eyes of her beholder.
A new reality emerges.
A hydrangea blooms in a sea of heather flowers.
The fog has lifted.
Beauty is reborn.
An evolution of sorts.
So just lipstick becomes more than just lipstick-
it's the color of liberation.
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