Justin Gildow Poems

Don your black cloak sweetheart
Because I'm going to don mine
Even though on this day
The sun shines
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Chains wrap around the pulleys
Boxes are shot out from the walls
Conveyor belts dislike us for the most part
Electrical lasers blast statically
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We walk through the hall of heroes as decorated warriors
War makeup clings to our skin
Draping all over our clothes are our weapons
Daggers, swords, bows and arrows, clubs, and war hammers
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Girl, I'm tired tonight
Seems like today, everything's been thrown at me left and right
I'm just ready to turn in for the night
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They soar through the air
They soar through the sky in that airship of theirs
They travel from place to place
Whether to annoy the enemy
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Strolling the countryside
The wonders of nature lie on the ground
This day brings with it so many sights and sounds
This day really has nothing to hide
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You're fairies and I'm a mortal
You all believe in what it is you all do
And I'm real with the lights that flicker on and off
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Sitting up in a tree
I see Flora tending to her garden
I write my poems and draw my pictures for her
And I hope she can see what's exactly inside of me
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It's hard living as it is anymore
Especially with how the world is these days
There might be times where we're at wits end
But through it all we never lost faith
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Grab your goblet or chalice
We'll drink to a toast
We'll wish that the beauty will forever remain in the palace
We'll try to enjoy our finest hour the way we can the most
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