Andreas Vanezis Poems

Do we really bleed through similar veins,
Then why is it that only your blood, stains?
Someone please explain,
How a God can make us look the same?
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Our people of lost dark past,
Our light will no longer glow.
The truth we choose to cast,
Our preachers no longer know.
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I see her staring at me through the window,
wondering if she knows i'm gazing back.

I can see her pain but can she feel mine?
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Screaming from the last of your breath,
Looking up, wandering if he has debts.

Castrated in this side show,
Received far too many low blows
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It's he who creates Xmas when X is unknown,
The same as a tattoo of the skull & bone.

It's he who creates heaven when living in hell,
The same as dark magic and the invisible spell.
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Days filled with blunder,
Souls fueled by hate.
Another child's life lost,
Falsely acquitted fate.
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A misguided,
unfortunate soul.

Society's child,
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Spellbound,
A Star falls.
Halting through,
Dark halls.
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Until the end of endless time,
Where even faith has to leave.
Before the days of Babylon,
Man has longed for dominance.
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Deep shallow waters dwell
Cult iron curtain cell
Dickens angel fell
Inevitable hell
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