we can all assume that we are dead and alive, that we are vassals to lesser propose, that all determination and drive have been sucked out of humankind.

i stand utterly alone, watching your shadow meld with the city's walls, i suffer too the great depression, not the sill financial one that we put upon ourselves, but a much deeper one that strikes the bones, you left and i left you to your demise. i could have stopped it, selfish ambition got in the way of that.

bye bye nina