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Hidden in the open-

Smuggled through the night;
And shoved out of sight

Hidden treasures;
To those we may truly delight.

We lay in puddles of overpriced greed,
Beneath a bruised up midnight sky-
Where tipsy masquerade masks taunt and flee
As they hide their double sided faces beneath fake revere.

I think that-
Maybe they are ashamed.

For;
They are-
More lost than us.

(They are-
Wandering monarchs
Without wings)
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Daft-Enigma Featured By Owner Jul 4, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
I love this! I really like how you got this to flaw almost flawlessly. Amazing!
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EyeOfHavoc Featured By Owner Jul 4, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Awh, thank you<3

Thank you for the watch and such as well:heart:
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Daft-Enigma Featured By Owner Jul 4, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
You're most welcome. 
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