Deborah Leah Krempa
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The Hippy SceneA Poem by Deborah Leah KrempaT ye-dyed shirt, bell bottom jeans, the hippy scene H andsome fox with long flowing hair, sandals he did wear E verything about him was so far out, .. |
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A Kiss Is Just A KissA Poem by Deborah Leah KrempaA kiss is just a kiss K issing you is what I miss I miss kissing you like we use to do S o come on over here and kiss me my friend So come on o.. |
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My Own DisguiseA Poem by Deborah Leah KrempaWhen I think I can't write anymore Kindof like the slamming of a door Another poem appears As I still shed these salty tears Like raindrops f.. |
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Had A Beer, Maybe Two!A Poem by Deborah Leah Krempa(please don't drink and drive) |
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\"Releasing The Pain!\"A Poem by Deborah Leah Krempa(Please don't drink and drive) |
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AloneA Poem by Deborah Leah KrempaAfter the funeral The phone calls stop coming in Everyone goes on with their lives All gave condolences and paid their respects Now I am home Al.. |
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Christmas In JulyA Poem by Deborah Leah KrempaWhen July approaches this year I'll set up a tree as though you were here Decorate with flowers in memory of you And lights of azure blue The colo.. |
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Just One More MinuteA Poem by Deborah Leah KrempaThe clouds are so gray Ibelieve it's going to rain today Maybe wash away these lonely tears I'll be missing you in the coming years Ilove you .. |
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The 6 O\'Clock NewsA Poem by Deborah Leah KrempaTook a walk to a nearby carryout For a pack of cigarettes and a sodapop A crowd had gathered around the corner Taped off by the police was a crime .. |
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The Glass CityA Poem by Deborah Leah KrempaAin't it a pity Living in the glass city Wasting precious time Too much crime On her streets of brick Her smog is so thick You can cut it with .. |
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