So RobbedA Poem by LeslieNoelSo Robbed I feel so robbed of my own view; she hammered hers home without further ado. It stole the excitement I once had for going " now up s**t creek, it feels like I’m rowing. What do I believe about extended family? Are they truly as bad as she makes them out to be? The only way that I will know is if I actually commit to go. Will I walk into my own private hell, complete with glares and a toxic yell? © 2025 LeslieNoel |
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Added on July 1, 2025 Last Updated on July 1, 2025 AuthorLeslieNoelTaunton, MAAboutHi, my name is Leslie Balch and I love writing poetry that inspired by my deepest of emotions. My inspirations are nature and life events. Writing poetry is my way of coping with life's difficulties. .. more.. |

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