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With this brush in my hand I paint new visions New possibilities New forms of escape. It can not be denied That I am an artist. It's a tool Not a weapon A medium in which I have control Complete autonomy If only for the day. It's not an advertisement. No part of me is for sale Now or ever. I'm not being dishonest By choosing how I present myself Nor is it about you. This reflection is artwork Any interpretation is all your own. It's all a product of my own liberty And it runs much deeper Than you might want to admit. Within these simple brushstrokes, I run free An untamed beast With brightly-painted claws. I am not caged By the stripes that I create.
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Oct 28, 2018
Oct 28, 2018 at 5:54 PM UTC
painted tigress
With this brush in my hand I paint new visions New possibilities New forms of escape. It can not be denied That I am an artist. It's a tool Not a weapon A medium in which I have control Complete autonomy If only for the day. It's not an advertisement. No part of me is for sale Now or ever. I'm not being dishonest By choosing how I present myself Nor is it about you. This reflection is artwork Any interpretation is all your own. It's all a product of my own liberty And it runs much deeper Than you might want to admit. Within these simple brushstrokes, I run free An untamed beast With brightly-painted claws. I am not caged By the stripes that I create.
I feel there's a lot of stigma around makeup. Kind of silly, considering it's very much so an art form...
Madison21
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Oct 28, 2018
Oct 28, 2018 at 5:54 PM UTC
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