Brushes and palettes
Just like hurricanes and bullets
Her precious eyeshadow set
With matching cute little barettes
Her highlighters caught my attention
As she applies her white foundation
Together with her lipstick attraction,
Her make up is such a perfection
I may not understand make-up
But I love the way she made it up
The way her lip balm popped,
It made my interest go hop
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Background story:
I haven't tried putting on make up just by myself since I don't know how and I was never interested about it. I do only watch make up video compilations on the internet because it is so satisfying to watch.
Half of my friends are good at make up. Some of them are really a fan of it. Some of them are already make up artists. And I'm very proud of them.
I dedicate this poem to all make up artists :)
Someone asked me why I called it 'hurricanes and bullets'. To be honest, when I was writing this poem, I had no idea what word should I use that rhymes with 'brushes and palettes'. I actually read it a lot of times just to have an idea about it.
Make up artists blend their powders, etc. in a circular motion just like how hurricanes move. Meanwhile, bullets are shiny especially if it's new. Palettes have different kinds of shade and most of it are also shiny. The word 'bullets' in the poem can be also described as the bullet of a gun. Palettes are bullets and brushes are guns.
Do you guys even get it? Lol. Please correct me if I'm wrong. I really know nothing about make up. Please excuse me.
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