Pretty Butterfly.

Photo: pinterest.com

I had disappeared.

I couldn’t see myself anymore.

I felt invisible.

I decided to make my move.

I traced out my outline with an eye pencil.

I painted my story with some lipstick.

I feathered out my dreams with some mascara.

I hinted at my mystery with some blush.

I created a portrait with my makeup.

I pushed my beauty from the sidelines into the forefront.

I emerged from the darkness, a pretty butterfly.

©Ivie M. Eke 2016.

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