Justin Gildow Poems

Heather Mason realizes she doesn't have it easy
Not with this nightmare she's trekking through
Not with this nightmare she's living through
Yet she's alone
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A little night music plays on
As I walk tonight
The stars are sublime
While many fly by in the sky before
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Walking through the Promenade
It's bitterly cold tonight
And I pull my coat tight around me
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Outside Norton's Tailor
I can see neatly organized clothes on mannequins
on display
They certainly look nice
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Waking up from my sleep
I realize I've been lying in a field of clover
and white flowers
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Standing and staring from a far
Under this tree
In the cemetary
I see Heather Mason
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The blood red moon surely shines bright tonight
As a harpy flies around the Outer Wall

Flying around the Outer Wall
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Dressed up like a schoolgirl
With bottles of lavender water
And sigil stones in her pockets
And a bottle of holy water at her disposal
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A skeleton sits down beside its grave
Knees propped up
He rests his head against his knees
In his hand he's grasping a beautiful rose
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Today's a sunny day
And there's a lot of time to go with it
For me
I want to celebrate and have fun for 7 hours
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