Samantha chapman Biography

If I sent you white roses would you know what I meant,
There long slender stems and beautiful scent,
I see the purity of each unblemished petal,
I’m aware of the thorns sharper than metal,
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The first night we talked and drank till we slept,
Our friendship was sealed in one simple step,
They left us and laughed then faded away,
Our friendship has flourished with each passing day.
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Penetrating shard’s of her invading my very sole,
Never granted access to the part that makes her whole,
My ecstasy from her merest touch,
Relinquished pride hurting me so much,
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It started so well
The time we spent
Why did I tell
Could it be meant
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