I have nothing
I have nothing
I am alone
My friends have left me.
I have nothing
I have nothing
To cling to
Not even my life.
Everything I have done
Turns out to be wrong
I cry in secret
And no one knows
The truth
Of my sorrows
I hide away
From all people.
I am Qalme Tari Mistress of Death Nat Norville.
Cretics Welcome
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