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Samuel Withrow

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Tiny Little Bowls of Gin

They say it's the sun that makes the day. As we start our mornings in familiar ways. Waking up to fall asleep. And waiting for the sun to greet.
Our days they blow away with the wind. As I find myself in this position again. But why do we always seem to pretend. To be a goldfish swimmin' round in some gin?
They say it's the clothes that make the man. As we're spendin' our money on whatever we can. Working hard to burn away. The money that we earned today.
Our days they blow away with the wind. As I find myself in this position again. But w

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Take FlightWhat once was said to be. Her whispers into me. A smile on the side of the house. Where no one goes, not even a mouse. And into darker ways I lean. I've said some things I didn't mean.
Father won't you catch the rain?
I'm falling from grace Never saving grace. All here tonight,
prepare to take flight.
Darker sky's and words and thoughts and then. Lighting strikes when I pretend. To show my heart and tell the truth. The sparkle in your eye tells me what to do.
My toes curl when the moon's alight all here tonight,
Take Flight
by ~Samathin

To Show DismountSmoke has grazed my lips today. The scent of fire comes in waves. My eyes they move to glimpse away. My back is to the sun today.
If bottles pass out in the sea. And cease to yield when forced to sink. Lost words that bleed from memories. That once were whispered into me.
Smoke it bellows from my mouth. In moments when the pressure mounts. Sunshine prepares to show dismount. And prepares to call my secrets out.
If bottles pass out in the sea. And cease to yield when forced to sink. Lost words that bleed from memories. That once were To Show Dismount
by ~Samathin

Layered PaintI woke today and found relief. Autumns warmth curled up to me. And on days like this it seems to be. I left my heart beneath the sheets.
Time it it brings us newer days. And I cover my shame like layered paint. Another one who has fallen. The rain has washed my eyes open.
I woke today and tried to see. That colder winds just blow through me. And on days like this I try to believe. My heart is still right here with me.
Time it it brings us newer days. And I cover my shame like layered paint. Another one who has fallen. The rain has wa Layered Paint
by ~Samathin

The Sweet EscapeHorizon spans beneath the sky. And separates each varied time. The sun comes up to then recede. Cascade into the oceans dreams.
Envíe el sonido del escape dulce. Las ondas del océano rodean mis pies.
Water glistens into the night. And separates each varied time. The moon comes up and then proceeds. To trade it's place for horizons scenes.
Envíe el sonido del escape dulce. Las ondas del océano rodean mis pies. The Sweet Escape
by ~Samathin

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Journal Entry: Sun Feb 22, 2009, 9:58 PM

Mood: Tired
Listening to: Pino Forastiere
Watching: The acadamy awards
Drinking: Water

I appreciate you taking the time to look at my deviantart.
I would enjoy accepting comments on ideas you think might be good in a poem.
Feel free to let me know what you would want to hear and I will try my best to
get it into a poem!

Thank's
-Samuel Withrow

P.S. My poems have been published as of November 2008. A five year goal.

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