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Ruthie Nov 2010
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
Ruthie Aug 2010
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~

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