december

breeze
>>>>still carries the sound
maybe
>>>>i'll disappear
try
>>to fade in the snow

you won't find me here . . .

ice
>>is starting to form
ending what had begun
i
>>>>>am locked in my head

with what i've done

i know you tried
>>>>>>>>>>to rescue me
didn't let any
>>>>>>>>>one get in

left with a trace
>>>>>>>>>of
>>>>>>>>>all that
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>was

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>and all that could have been . . .
—NIN