BlindA Poem by LeslieNoelBlind With this disability, I am blind at times. I detect the subtlest of changes, watch as it rearranges my insides. Blood drains from my face, makes me feel like a disgrace. Thoughts race while my brain retraces words said, actions taken. Sometimes I feel as though my brain is mistaken. © 2025 LeslieNoel |
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Added on July 11, 2025 Last Updated on July 11, 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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