The Transparency of War Paint
Submerged skin deep
in solace,
you play trickery
in your silent rebellion.
Soil claims sanctuary
on defiant children
like your veil lingers.
You're still sweet.
Sheepish smile behind war paint,
we're not so different
you and I.
I too have bled music
during my vow of silence
and given myself up.
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