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4.6k · Oct 2018
Positive
Luke Lucci Oct 2018
Don’t allow negativity to be,
A contributing factor to your misery.
**** those bad vibes,
Don’t let them bring you down.
The opportunity to be happy really come around.
@copyright 2018 Luke Wallace
2.3k · Oct 2018
Orange heart
Luke Lucci Oct 2018
Too much to ask for a genuine heart when mine is feeling foreign,
Like the absence of words that can be heard to rhyme with the colour orange
@copyright 2018 Luke Wallace
1.4k · Oct 2018
Woman
Luke Lucci Oct 2018
To see the value within a woman’s eyes,
An evaluation that’s taken from her curves to her thighs.
A smaller waist,
A full cup to hold,
Does she exceed her value with her weight in gold.
1 - 10 is the scale you all know,
She’s asking for it,
But you still want her *** on show.
@copyright 2018 Luke Wallace
1.2k · Sep 2021
A Mans world
Luke Lucci Sep 2021
Could this reality have been different with women in power,
From the eras of Caesar, of Stalin and Alexander.
Would children go without supplement and their mothers subjected to unwilling seed,
Envisioned a reality of women in power and men on their knees.
Would a system that’s shrouded in malignancies be fair and modest posses such corruption,
Having been birthed for wasteful capitalism and upheld in contention.
Half a century of genocide, of colonialism and greed.
Continue to suffer at the hand of man, left used, discarded to plead.
It is often said that crisis brings clarity when you’re living in a mans world,
To tolerate such dominance, allowing your voices to go unheard.
Copyright © 2021
742 · Oct 2018
Romantic
Luke Lucci Oct 2018
Desire to give what I’ve never received,
A loyal heart and the jelly knees.
A soft warm chest to rest my head,
Someone to trust and with share a bed.
@copyright 2018 Luke Wallace
732 · Oct 2018
Truth
Luke Lucci Oct 2018
Despite the abuse I’m gratified for the life I’ve lived,
Values reminiscent of my youth.
What little I have I’m prepared to give,
Refuse to lie, just speak the truth.
@copyright 2018 Luke Wallace
710 · Oct 2018
Pain
Luke Lucci Oct 2018
Forever debating what I should say,
How to survive and get through the day.
This feeling,
These voices,
remain in my head,
From the moment I wake until I return to bed.
Erected a barrier so others won’t know,
How embarrassing it is to let the pain show.
Can’t change the past,
It’s forever haunting.
Does the future have to seem so daunting.
@copyright 2018 Luke Wallace
593 · Oct 2018
Society
Luke Lucci Oct 2018
View the world through open eyes,
Many are blind,
Misguided by its disguise.
Driven by power,
Entitlement,
Greed,
An awakened society is what we need.
@copyright 2018 Luke Wallace
548 · Oct 2021
Second chance.
Luke Lucci Oct 2021
To be forever cursed here on earth with immortality,
See the one you worship bloom without you and become elderly.
For a millennium I’d grieve for the life with you that could’ve been,
Your presence blinding, features branded into memory; luckily it was simply a dream.
Luke Wallace Copyright © 2021
500 · Sep 2021
Painful optimism
Luke Lucci Sep 2021
Pain as such is simply temporary,
True suffering understood in its ubiquity.
Causation through controversy,
Defies its rights to proprietary.
Perhaps optimism is what you need.
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472 · Oct 2018
Motherly
Luke Lucci Oct 2018
Carried us through the blight,
Through the darkness and the light.
The love you gave was never lost,
Despite the crimes you paid the cost.
But now you can see through open eyes,
Through the darkness and the light.
Embraced with the love you have to give,
You gave your life so we could live.
@copyright 2018 Luke Wallace
438 · Oct 2018
Holocaust
Luke Lucci Oct 2018
Open your eyes,
Can’t you see,
This holocaust is bigger than you or me.
Death of innocent,
but it’s okay,
Just worry about what you’ll wear today.
@copyright 2018 Luke Wallace
198 · Sep 2021
Belonging
Luke Lucci Sep 2021
When given it’s a blessing take that to heart,
A connection strengthened when we’re apart.
As such we feel what there could be,
Just us two there’s no need for three.
A way with words I never knew,
Her mind, my goosebumps are all owed to you.
Such loyalty I refuse to give up on,
These words of hers give me somewhere to belong.
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