Anything (old)

by Ian Robert   Sep 10, 2004


Everything that was anything; it all dissolved
Nothing is anything within a mind of darkness
Corruption in the eyes of peace
Feelings trashed all around
Yearning to escape and find true happiness
So now every time I close my eyes its not you I see
It is almost over; now it is all lost
everything that was anything; it will never be again.

Ian Robert Potapoff

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