• A crying heart.
    Wrongfully accused.
    Humiliated.
    Pain.
    Sorrow.

    If I could go back,
    Nothing would change.
    Death always wins.

    If Zeddric had not found
    The lost soul
    I would be gone forever.

    You will never be replaced
    In my heart.
    Her soul lives on, endless.

    The cruel poison did not,
    Will not ever,
    Take me, like it has you.

    They ruined me, immune.
    Now I'm lost
    Like a wraith without purpose.

    If hearts could stop at will
    I'd be gone.
    But for Zeddric I stay.

    Forgive me, me love!
    We must yet be parted.

    I hate to know how much
    I need him
    To guide me on the way.

    The sorrow clings to me
    Repelling all
    Happiness I could feel.

    All but Zeddric left me
    For dead; I
    Did not care; foolish.

    Zeddric never frowns.
    He's always there
    When I need a friend.

    But bitterness remains
    In my heart.
    I, who have many good things

    For which to live, to go on.
    But without you,
    Nothing will ever be happy

    Again, because of the man
    Who stole you
    From me. I will make him pay.

    I only wish I could get rid
    Of all my
    Guilt. But why should I care?
    You're still gone.