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ruthie
Welsh Writing is my way of expressing thought, imagination, and inspiration. / / Rwy'n edrych ymlean at gynnu ta' ar hen aelwyd
Lost within plain sight. Heart rhythms of sinus gone to tach my heart beats for what? So lucid and everquestioning just taking space in my mind questions unanswered drifting in the universe lost within plain sight Minds racing. Here is the future, so out of reach. Culturally deceived truth; it's all relative. Society smells of it, lies and ludeness impacting. Exposed indefinite maliciousness life and the revelation therein, being ever lost; within plain sight
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Jan 24, 2011
Jan 24, 2011 at 2:32 AM UTC
Lost Within Plain sight
Free falling, gasps, shallow breath. All inspired eyes gazing in wonder, where life leads next, anticipation. Leary yet Eager to learn where pieces fit. Left now, in astonishment here I sit.
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Dec 21, 2010
Dec 21, 2010 at 4:06 AM UTC
Fall into knowledge
where were all those dreams we had so many years ago seasons change as does everything left inside we grow slide on next to me I'm just a human being I just need someone to ecko in my unknown future seeing You say it's untrue the fact not theory he died for you as unprepared you are for a disaster or suprise so you are just as you will be when time comes to trim your lamp in that moment all eyes will be open and truth uncovered Then comes the stamp in your forehead and hand From darkness driven to end what has been given without blemish or spot they denied him now they sit in the inferno and rot Eat drink and be merry for tomorrow we die little do they know the soul remains aglow the spirit prevailing one way the spirit prevailing another Now is the time to understand and thrive He is the purpose for all we feel that is good never doubting the raw and absolute untainted truth always being diligent to tell and remain It is in deep sadness I will say all will not make it that fatefull day demons devour lives turn sour what appeared bliss before now turned to vile so greatly impure ' we all our entitled to be what we may" Now weaping and gnashing of teeth satan and demons surround as a wreath in deception and slay they now know they turned away from somthing that could have saved them Don't ever deny the end will arrive maybe tomorrow so put away your sorrow allow your heart to ripen let your savior in you know it's true from every being within I am writing to warn not discourage never lose hope for we all fall short, have courage don't be decieved study to show yourself approved overcome and conquer we can win this I have my armour do you? Saint Ruth~ Read more: http://hellopoetry.com/poem/the-end-3/#ixzz18XCrz7Vv
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Dec 18, 2010
Dec 18, 2010 at 8:01 PM UTC
The End
where were all those dreams we had so many years ago seasons change as does everything left inside we grow slide on next to me I'm just a human being I just need someone to ecko in my unknown future seeing You say it's untrue the fact not theory he died for you as unprepared you are for a disaster or suprise so you are just as you will be when time comes to trim your lamp in that moment all eyes will be open and truth uncovered Then comes the stamp in your forehead and hand From darkness driven to end what has been given without blemish or spot they denied him now they sit in the inferno and rot Eat drink and be merry for tomorrow we die little do they know the soul remains aglow the spirit prevailing one way the spirit prevailing another Now is the time to understand and thrive He is the purpose for all we feel that is good never doubting the raw and absolute untainted truth always being diligent to tell and remain It is in deep sadness I will say all will not make it that fatefull day demons devour lives turn sour what appeared bliss before now turned to vile so greatly impure ' we all our entitled to be what we may" Now weaping and gnashing of teeth satan and demons surround as a wreath in deception and slay they now know they turned away from somthing that could have saved them Don't ever deny the end will arrive maybe tomorrow so put away your sorrow allow your heart to ripen let your savior in you know it's true from every being within I am writing to warn not discourage never lose hope for we all fall short, have courage don't be decieved study to show yourself approved overcome and conquer we can win this I have my armour do you? Saint Ruth~ Read more: http://hellopoetry.com/poem/the-end-3/#ixzz18XCrz7Vv
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To long misunderstood I wish they somehow could It is the way of thinking thats left them sinking Always wonder why they stay In this world so cold, cast away Let them understand Lord your mercy and grace Forsake me not without you I'd perish away
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Dec 8, 2010
Dec 8, 2010 at 2:58 AM UTC
understanding
Encased smoothed wrought to new Axiomatic taken to within         Effort yearned cognizant         waiting for the monest of solitude                     broken away from demure                Found anew expressed outsplendor                    Turned to diffident through omnipotence                     obsolete in disguise from degregation
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Nov 23, 2010
Nov 23, 2010 at 12:24 AM UTC
wrought new
Listen soldier to the tale of tendor nightingale Tis a charm that soon will ease your wounds so cruel, Singing medicine for your pain in a sympathetic strain with a jug, jug, jug of lemonade or gruel. Singing bandages and lint; salve and stearate without stint Singing plenty both of liniment and lotion. And your mixtures pushes about And the pills for you served out With alacrity and promptitute of motion Singing light and gentle hands, and a nurse who understands How to manage every sort of application. From a poultice to leach, whom you haven't got to teach, The way to make a poppy fomentation. Singing pillow for you smoothed; smart and anguish smoothed, By the rediness of feminine invention. Singing fever thirst allayed, and the bed you've tumbled made With a cheerful and considerate attention. Singing succour to the brave and a rescue from the grave, Hear the nightingale that's come to the crimea. Tis a nightingale as strong in her heart as in her song, To carry out so gallant an idea.
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Nov 23, 2010
Nov 23, 2010 at 12:06 AM UTC
The Nightingale's song to the Sick Soldier
isolated thoughts amidst the night gazing in wonder what an amazing sight never underestimating the mystery laid out always respecting the massive power appreciating the view hour by hour what should I fear but that which thought it built and named with perfect ease always a treasure to you and me
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Nov 10, 2010
Nov 10, 2010 at 3:53 AM UTC
night sky
she breathes deep with her eyes closed not a moment goes by when shes feels alone you know where shes gets it shes living proof It's not where but whom and the presence in the room the spirit within always vulnerable but true giving life to meaninglessness and hope to the weak she tries with all her heart to ease the pain of the sick always compassionate and ready for whatever may hit giving herself so selflessly always considering how they came to be we all are born in this world for what I call fate its only a matter of being able to relate draw near your hearts and you will surely find we are nothing without our spirit and the power of the mind its not about making another insecure or oneupping to find fault or that which is impure But rather the beauty and richness we all can endure So next time you're sick hopefully she'll be there to lighten your heart and help people everywhere
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Nov 10, 2010
Nov 10, 2010 at 12:33 AM UTC
Compassion
where were all those dreams we had so many years ago seasons change as does everything left inside we grow slide on next to me I'm just a human being I just need someone to ecko in my unknown future seeing You say it's untrue the fact not theory he died for you as unprepared you are for a disaster or suprise so you are just as you will be when time comes to trim your lamp in that moment all eyes will be open and truth uncovered Then comes the stamp in your forehead and hand From darkness driven to end what has been given without blemish or spot they denied him now they sit in the inferno and rot Eat drink and be merry for tomorrow we die little do they know the soul remains aglow the spirit prevailing one way the spirit prevailing another Now is the time to understand and thrive He is the purpose for all we feel that is good never doubting the raw and absolute untainted truth always being diligent to tell and remain It is in deep sadness I will say all will not make it that fatefull day demons devour lives turn sour what appeared  bliss before now turned to vile so greatly impure ' we all our entitled to be what we may" Now weaping and gnashing of teeth satan and demons surround as a wreath in deception and slay they now know they turned away from somthing that could have saved them Don't ever deny the end will arrive maybe tomorrow so put away your sorrow allow your heart to ripen let your savior in you know it's true from every being within I am writing to warn not discourage never lose hope for we all fall short, have courage don't be decieved study to show yourself approved overcome and conquer we can win this I have my armour do you?
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Aug 4, 2010
Aug 4, 2010 at 4:03 AM UTC
the end
where were all those dreams we had so many years ago seasons change as does everything left inside we grow slide on next to me I'm just a human being I just need someone to ecko in my unknown future seeing You say it's untrue the fact not theory he died for you as unprepared you are for a disaster or suprise so you are just as you will be when time comes to trim your lamp in that moment all eyes will be open and truth uncovered Then comes the stamp in your forehead and hand From darkness driven to end what has been given without blemish or spot they denied him now they sit in the inferno and rot Eat drink and be merry for tomorrow we die little do they know the soul remains aglow the spirit prevailing one way the spirit prevailing another Now is the time to understand and thrive He is the purpose for all we feel that is good never doubting the raw and absolute untainted truth always being diligent to tell and remain It is in deep sadness I will say all will not make it that fatefull day demons devour lives turn sour what appeared  bliss before now turned to vile so greatly impure ' we all our entitled to be what we may" Now weaping and gnashing of teeth satan and demons surround as a wreath in deception and slay they now know they turned away from somthing that could have saved them Don't ever deny the end will arrive maybe tomorrow so put away your sorrow allow your heart to ripen let your savior in you know it's true from every being within I am writing to warn not discourage never lose hope for we all fall short, have courage don't be decieved study to show yourself approved overcome and conquer we can win this I have my armour do you?
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