The light in Our lives

by Repmet

(aka From Dom to Kel) Kel's dead, a sad thought. Dom, Neal and other of her friends write poems for her, but well they all be wrong? Is Kel really dead? (It's all done in my weird pomes so there's a summary after every two poems.)

4. From Roual to Kel

Repmet-From Roual (sp?) To Kel

Fluff- We still plead tempoary insanity.

Repet- SUGAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Fluff- Oh dear lord, here we go again.

Repmet- SUGGGGGGGGGAR

Fluff- We don't own TP or kel, or sugar.

Repmet- All flames will be used to burn wax statues of Micheal More, for his Bush Bashing in Farenhight 9/11 and disgacing the bravery of American soildgers.

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Dressed in black we mourn her death,
Not she left but her sword,
Steely blade glinting in the spring rain,
All tears shed are fiery and torrid.

She left her mark on all,
Her ridged beliefs and morals,
She brought us to our knees with shame,
Her deeds well be sung by minstrels and chorales.

Her life was precious, oh so dear!
She fought when they said she could not,
She was taught to have no remorse-yet still she weeped,
She stood for the small and weak when they could not.

Her eyes were alight with life so precious,
Her determination so strong.
She's gone from us now and we mourn her passing,
She well not be forgotten for long.

Let her name be call thought out the kingdom,
The girl that dared defy,
Those that told her she could not win,
Those who told her said not but lies.

She beat the odds,
She won, She showed them all,
She died a hero's death,
Fighting to protect friends, family, kingdom and all.

Mother bless her passing, let her watch over us all. Black God keep her
safe, let he sprit never wither and fall.