Poems by David Wallace

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  • Truth (5)

    What is truth? Is it an illusion in our membranes...

  • Wide awake eyes open but thats only 4 my outside...
    smiles grinding my teeth keeping the outside...

  • Birth (6)

    Impregnated with life, a little clone of ones self...

  • The shining prince he was one of our own,
    Gave hope to the faithless and showed the facts to...

  • Since conceived at birth there was a thunder...
    A cursed seamen just like your brother a rotten...

  • Take a deeper look into a poet's heart plagued by...
    Mystical illusions peaking in and out that...

  • I walk through the shadow of death for I see no...
    Dedicated to those who been through hard times and...

  • Holy misery ecstatic looking through my African...
    Violent hands replaced by heartfelt poetic...

  • In a life full of nights and daylights/ A true...