i've even forgotten your name. your number is stored somewhere in a clutter of forgotten pasts all stored nice neat and efficently. i will never know you. i will never see you again. i will never see you. besides forgetton railways here in the city is just as well the memmories of all those i will never know. i can find the lost space in my own time but nothing escapes the velocities of time and so little bearly escapes the atrocities of the global mentatlity but i am here so far away that i can see it in the edges of my preception and never needing to witness it with my own eyes for the sorrows i will never know only lend to massive collapse when i can no longer stand with the weight on my thoughts. when my lungs can no longer breathe the air around the grey city streets street lights gravel and low atmosphere where the greyness touches so thickly protrouding to the ground in mists that cant help but mix itself through my very being and in this momment i cease to exsist.