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 Nov 2018 Francesca
A Real mind

know the difference between artificial creations

                         and organic manifestations
I don't buy designer imitations
pay the slightest to masqueraders' charade

The fakes have an image to maintain;
                                   Real people just don’t care


The realest people don’t have a lot of friends.

All the world is made of faith and trust

and Pixie dust

                    Know all about TRUST..............
 Nov 2018 Francesca
 Nov 2018 Francesca
pushing eighty, planting daisies, life has
rung you like a towel. once before,
your heart would beat for men and the fear of
dying alone. now that you are doing
so, it’s not as bad as you’d supposed.
you marvel that you are alive, you think
sometimes that you have died, for you
are pale and peaceful as a corpse.
you pat the mulch and cut the weeds and give
back to life what it unduly takes.
 Nov 2018 Francesca
John White
I just want it to end.

The hopelessness, the fear,
the constant critic in my head:
I've lived with them all for too long.

All I've ever known is this war, this endless battle.
There's nothing wrong with wanting it to end.
To wish that it didn't is cruel.

But why can't the best solution be the simplest?
Why do I have to keep fighting?

At times it's deafening,
and I'm so exhausted.

Why can't I just lay down in no man's land
and let this battle fall silent around me?

Why can't that be the end?

Because... I'll never know what's possible.

— The End —