Samantha is beautiful, isn't she?

poem about a girl whom you think you know but never quite enough. In her mystery, she becomes a beauty.

Samatha is comedy, she's the redefinition of funny, a simple smile and i know why, why and why i'm close to shy

Samantha is a unique personality, the future queen of a promising city, but its a very big pity that i have my own serious responbility

Samantha is a burning fire, there's an inferno inside of her, 'whats ur plan for the future'? I often ask, 'I just want to be happy' was always her simple answer.

Samantha is romantic and melodramatic, She twice gave me a dozen rose flowers and is so good a singer, that i keep asking her to join my church choir..

Samantha is my oasis, a face amongst faces, shes' no trouble maker, shes just a 'gentle'' godess of thunder
Samantha is Tragedy, a deep and surprising worry, she's the cause of my simple and peculiar emotions, shes my one step to clear reasoning and two to utter confusion.

Samantha is selfish, for more bad than the good kind, this doesn't make me sad, for we sometimes become one in this state of mind

Samantha is samantha, she is simple and wishes she had a dimple, she's a muse with her smart mouth, she is my bearing from north to south

Samantha is crystal clear and not for real
Samantha is beautiful, isn't she?

Reviews

[613]

This was creatively written. Fantastic job!

- Brittney

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Thank you.

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You're welcome.