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Tears That Make A River
Here is a poem i wrote about death ~Rachel Stehman

I cry and weep

But nothing comes out,

I cry to the moon

And all that’s left is doubt,

These past few days

Turn into tears

That runs like a river

Out of darkness and fear,

My heart is pounding

As though death is by my side,

I cry and mourn and weep for you

But no one comes,

I cry your name in vain

Yet all I feel is the pain,

A dagger in my side

And a spear in my heart

It pierces me

Like it was met to be,

And your love for me is departing,

Blood will spill on the floor

And splattered on the walls,

My heart will sink into the deepest hole

‘Till the day it has no more...Blood

Blood, Blood

I cannot hold back the blood,

It’s pouring through my soul

And with the touch of a mortal, I will die,

Die a slow and painful death

And I will never see thy face again,

In this cold and heartless world

Only mortals kill the immortal

For which I am,

I will stay this way until the end

When my tears turn into a river,

That is when I shall descend

Leaving you, my love, my only lover,

I will float in peace across the water,

The current will lift my soul

To the heaven I shall go,

I know you cannot live without me

Even though my body is gone,

You jump into the water

To save what is left of me

You save my body but not my soul,

You cry and morn

Weep and scorn

My eyes remain closed,

No matter how hard you cry

My eyes remain shut

Like a white cloud in a terrible storm,

I lie before you in your arms

With every breath of your cold air on my skin

It is too late to bring me back now

For I am no longer here with you,

There is one way to see me again

Take my body and burn it

Then take thy ashes to the church

Give it to the holy women,

They will bless my ash with oil,

When you return to the river

Bring the dagger and the spear,

Throw the ashes in the water

Pray for our love again,

I will be reborn from my ashes

And take the dagger from your hand

And put in my side

The darkness will flow out of me

And let me feel the blood once more,

Now take the spear

And pierce it through my heart,

I will scream and cry

But do not stop ‘til the point reaches the other side,

Pull out your spear

And remove me from the water,

I will be on the verge of death

Because I’m immortal and you’re not,

Take my body to the meadows

Bring the priestess with you

Let her weep her own tears

Do not delay,

Let your mouth stay shut until I wake

For the moon shall come and take me away

Let this be our last moments together

Before it is good-bye,

Place me on a bed of flowers that the priestess made for me

And pick the prettiest flowers for my beauty,

Take the buds off them and use the reeds to patch up the holes

Time is running out

Take the buds and place them in my hair,

I will stay in silence ‘til the moon is high

When it is time

Carry the bed to the river

Put me once again in the river and wait,

Wait until the crows cry

Wait until the lovebirds fly

You wait for three days

And I’m still asleep,

You cry and mourn at my bedside

Waiting for life to come back

Yet it never does,

You look up at the sky waiting for the full moon to reach the center

You cry my name in vain

And wish that I were mortal,

In the dream, that you’ve received that night

It talks about my killer,

You send the priestess to fetch the killer

As you wait by my side,

When the killer arrives at the foot of the river

He looks at you then at me,

An angel comes down and hands you a sword

“With it,” she tells you, “Destroy your lovers killer,”

You stab the blade in his chest

He cries out my name

And I awake from my curse,

With eyes, open and my soul still black

I close my eyes

And die once more,

You remove the blade from his chest

And watch him fall to the ground,

His body turns to stone and sinks into the earth

His blood is on your hands,

The angel returns with a message for you

“With the blood that’s on your hands, it can only kill you,

But you can use it, to bring back your lover,”

So you place your hand, first on my side

Then on my bruises and scrapes,

You finally move to the hole next to my heart,

The blood hurts your hands but not my skin

You wash it of in the river,

Angel then tells you to wait

You wait,

My body starts to glow

Blue, red, green, and yellow

Then it becomes white,

Slowly I awake from the flowery bed

And walk towards you

You ask me my name

I give you an answer,

The angel tells me to touch your face

I reached out and touched your face

It was warm and soft

You grabbed my hand

And pulled me in ‘til we met face to face once more,

Before I was able to kiss thy lips

The angel came between us and said, “Go to the village and get married at once,”

In a flash, the angel was gone

He picks me up and carried me to the village,

And at the village we did get married

And the holy women blessed his hand with the oil to cure the scars from the blood,

We left the village to go live in peace

And to live happily ever after

Forever and ever

As a witch and a mortal, forever in love

-- The End

Little context in The Fire Within series
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Fire Novel thing
Hi, I came across your article (or rather attempt at an article) Fire Star (novel). At first, I thought someone was vandalising this page, but upon second glance I noticed that it had the potential of being a legit article and was just poorly presented, as well as unfinished. Now I'm still getting tuned with wikipedia, but I think tests/drafts are meant to be committed in Sandbox (make your own page "User:ILUBabyGirl4Ever/Sandbox"). Providing the article is ready to be displayed to the people across the world, it may then be given it's own page. I believe the following would be of great help to you: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wikipedia:Stub Oh and don't worry, it wasn't me above who wanted your work deleted - but you can see why another person would request such. -- Dlae Hit meh! 19:12, 28 October 2007 (UTC)

PS I tidied up that masterpiece of yours, too