QuicksandA Poem by Deborah Leah Krempa
Quicksand is what I'm sinking into since I met you. Unsure if I can roll out of this alive or not. I can't seem to find firm ground to stand upon. Can't you see what you've been doing to me? Kicking me down and making me frown. Slipping further underneath the earth. And being swallowed up by your evil pride Not wanting to die by your side. Do not dare to dig my grave. © 2008 Deborah Leah Krempa |
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Added on February 8, 2008 AuthorDeborah Leah KrempaToledo, OHAboutI am grandmother,.. My children and my grandchildren I love them all so very much. They are my gifts from my creator, the blessings in this life. I simply adore poetry and the .. more..Writing
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