A subtle shade of orange
Sprayed on to darken porcelain skin
Eyes heavy, the weight of false lashes
Hair an explosion of colours
Nails patterned in a cornucopia of designs
You learn your craft, try all its treatments
A student in the art of cover up
Makeup in layer upon layer
Yet you need none of this
The vogue of female presentation
It's trappings have captured you
So many become dependant
Like a drug
Habitual a ritual
Made up, made over
I wonder what the real you looks like
Mar 5, 2013
Mar 5, 2013 at 12:53 PM UTC
A subtle shade of orange
Sprayed on to darken porcelain skin
Eyes heavy, the weight of false lashes
Hair an explosion of colours
Nails patterned in a cornucopia of designs
You learn your craft, try all its treatments
A student in the art of cover up
Makeup in layer upon layer
Yet you need none of this
The vogue of female presentation
It's trappings have captured you
So many become dependant
Like a drug
Habitual a ritual
Made up, made over
I wonder what the real you looks like
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