Mime

Trembling hands rub on concealer.
Layers of Maybeline increasing beauty.
Four legged companion the only comforter.
Continuing activities strict daily duty.
Complimentary colors are blue and black.
Each outfit earning pats on the back.
Sensitive eyes excuse the glasses.
Every conversation a series of passes.
Words land mines tongues dance around.
One misstep results in deafening sound.
Bloody bits fly through the air.
Nobody left to care.

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