To abstain from sin when one can no longer sin is to be forsaken by sin, not to forsake it.
quote by Saint Augustine
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Part of treatment for drugs and alcohol is you abstain from these, but with eating disorders you can't abstain from food so the treatment is longer than drugs and alcohol.
quote by Carre Otis
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There is not a more repulsive spectacle than on old man who will not forsake the world, which has already forsaken him.
quote by T.S. Eliot
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Scared
Reincarnated
Pain ill energized given taken made mad
Sang
Take me
Break me
Make me
Forsake me again
Till I fade out
Taken broken made mad forsaken
Tombed wounded bled
Through the tombstone cracks
Scared
Reincarnated
Undead
Cri ed
How many times
Will I happen again
Take me
Break me
Make me
Forsake me in vain
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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O Joy
O joy, O joy
Why have you forsaken me?
Leave me dwelling with the past of sorrow and misery.
My life was made of joy but no longer can I see freely
The Devils grasp is around me tight
Creeping from within I can not take it.
It is to ether give in to sorrow or remember what could have been.
O joy, O joy
Why have you forsaken me?
poem by Westley Douglas
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If you live for any joy on earth, you may be forsaken; but, oh, live for Jesus, and he will never forsake you!
quote by Matthew Simpson
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Forsaken
Now The Day Has Come
We Are Forsaken This Time
We Lived Our lives
In Our Paradise
As Gods We Shaped The World Around
No Borderlines
We Stayed Behind
No Boundaries Is Something Fragile
Well We Thought We Were Gaining
We Turned Back The Time
It Still Slips Away
Our Time Has Run Out
Our Future Has Died
There's No More Escape
Chorus
Now The Day Has Come
We Are Forsaken
There's No Time Any More
Life Will Pass Us By
We Are Forsaken
We're The Last Of Our Kind
The Sacrifice
Was Much To Hide
Our Grief Just Made Us All Go On
We Try To Hide What We Fear Inside
Today Is The End Of Tomorrow
As The Sea Started Rise
And The Land That We Conquered
It Just Washed Away
We All Have Tried
To Turn Back The Time
It Was All In Vain
Chorus
Now The Day Has Come
We Are Forsaken
There's no Time Anymore
Life Will Pass You By
We Are Forsaken
Only Rules Stay Below
"Een Hoop Gebrabbel"
Now The Day Has Come
We Are Forsaken This Time
Now The Day Has Come
We Are Forsaken
There's No Time Any More
Now The Day Has Come,
The Day Has Come
song performed by by Within Temptation
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Death
does this word mean i can no longer sing
does this word mean i can no longer think
does this word mean we'll turn to no thing
does this word mean all the ships will sink
does it mean we'll leave it with no breath
does it mean the whole life we will forsake
does it mean no hope all there is a death
come on please give me a break
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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What Do I Do
what do i do- when i'm old and gray
and the years have just slipped away.
what do i do- when i can no longer see
and no one around to comfort me.
what do i do- when friends and family have died.
and there are no more tears to cry.
what do i do- when i can no longer walk.
and no one around, with whom to talk.
what do i do- when i can't collect
all the money i've lent
and my life savings i've just spent.
WHAT DO I DO? i turn to the one
who has always been there
and my problems with who i could share.
i turn to the one who has never forsaken me.
and has made my heart fly free.
i turn to my GOD up above
who is my heart, my soul, my love.
he'll be there when i can no longer see
and his words will comfort me.
he'll be there when i can no longer walk
on that i'm sure he will not balk
he'll be there through my financial strife
and turn everything around in my life.
he is there every step of the way
and on this path- he will not stray.
poem by Louis Rams
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Have Joy
I have joy when loves are forsaken,
They are likes now that make the enjoyment.
The joys are numerous, to prefer a pleasure
Is to abstain from wrong, the wrong of danger
And the jeopardy existing in the vicinity.
Pleasure transforms into ecstasy,
Only when joys are eccentrically strong
And have stimulation, stronger pushes after the floods
That occupy our friendship.
The joyous friends fed our minds
And forsook the danger, the jeopardy, and the injury.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Alone And Forsaken
we met in the springtime
when the blossoms unfold
the pastures green
and the meadow gold
our love was in flower
as the summer grew on
her love like the leaves
have all withered and gone
roses have faded
and there's frost at my door
the bird of the morning
wont sing anymore
the grass in the valley
has started to die
and out in the darkness
the whippoorwill cry
alone and forsaken
by fate and by man
o lord if you hear me
take hold my hand
where has she gone to
where can she be
she may have forsaken
some other like me
she promised to honor
to love and obey
each vow a plaything
she threw away
the darkness has fallen
the sky turns gray
the hound in the distance
has started to bay
i wonder i wonder
what she's thinking of
forsaken forgotten
without any love
alone and forsaken
by fate and by man
o lord can you hear me
take hold my hand
alone and forsaken
by fate and by man
o lord can you hear me
take hold my hand
alone and forsaken
by fate and by man
o lord can you hear me
take hold my hand
please understand
song performed by by 16 Horsepower
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Ode to Artaud
Has the world become so incestually complex
that song no longer rhymes
that laughter is a sullen gesture to appease another
that being unique we're isolated
like one cube from another?
Is the heart frozen in a tube
to be shaken by a hand we do not see
forsaken to a destiny of prescription drugs
administered to a body
prescribed by lack of destiny
to endure a little longer
as if the truth be found in time...
Or is there something to say for patterns
that obviate from the past that say:
'listen to me or you will not last.'
poem by Robert Leary
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Alone And Foresaken
ALONE AND FORSAKEN Lyrics
Artist(Band):Hank Williams
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ALONE AND FORSAKEN Lyrics
Words and music by Hank Williams, Sr.
We [Am] met in the springtime when blossoms unfold
The pastures were green and the [E7] meadows were [Am] gold
Our love was in flower as summer grew on
Her love like the leaves now has [E7] withered and [Am] gone.
The roses have faded, there's frost at my door
The birds in the morning don't [E7*] sing any-[Am] more
The grass in the valley is starting to die
And out in the darkness the [E7] whippoorwills [Am] cry.
Refrain
A-[F] lone and forsaken by [C] fate and by man
Oh, Lord, if You hear me please [Am] hold to my hand
Oh, [E7] please under-[Am] stand.
Oh, where has she gone to, oh, where can she be
She may have forsaken some other like me
She promised to honor, to love and obey
Each vow was a plaything that she threw away.
The darkness is falling, the sky has turned gray
A hound in the distance is starting to bey
I wonder, I wonder - what she's thinking of
Forsaken, forgotten - without any love.
Refrain
song performed by by Hank Williams
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Forsaken Me
Forsaken Me
By: Adam M. Snow
Night by night, I lie awake wishing for soothing rain,
With loss of hope and faith I ask to ease this lonely pain.
With feeling lost and full of doubt, struggling through this frozen time,
And this stench of lies between the worldly grime,
Now follows behind me forevermore.
I hear the ghost of mine alone calling throughout the night,
With darkness within his voice, tormented with delight.
'Forsaken me' must he said.
And I, afraid of what now to come.
'Forsaken me' the voice grows strong.
And I, longing for what now to come.
But thus this be but a dream or thus this be but a life without a dream?
A life without faith and hope and all, does it seem?
Could this be but a mirror of my life?
Forsaken me, is all I hear,
Yet it shows me, itself is fear,
And I ponder to why it is here.
Could it be that death is near?
'Forsaken me' must he said.
And I, afraid of what now to come.
'Forsaken me' the voice grows strong.
And I, longing for what now to come.
Again, must I go through this,
The feeling of emptiness,
And the knowledge that all could end,
And this heart to not be mend?
Again, must I go through this,
To throw myself back into abyss?
'Forsaken me' must he said.
And I, afraid of what now to come.
'Forsaken me' the voice grows strong.
And I, longing for what now to come.
Maybe it's time to face my ghost,
And all the things that I boast,
And forsaken me nonetheless,
And free myself from all the stress.
Now I lie myself to sleep,
Forsaken myself with terrible heap.
'Forsaken me' the voice goes on,
Even 'gainst the blackest of dawn.
'Forsaken me' forevermore,
With every burden I must bore.
I see the ghost in tainted light,
Following the waking of the night.
Condemn me, condemn me,
It knows not what this curse may be.
Forsaken me, forsaken me,
Let my broken life see.
'Forsaken me' must he said.
And I, afraid of what now to come.
'Forsaken me' the voice grows strong.
And I, longing for what now to come.
My life's in shackles,
My misery, my hackles,
My longing for redemption.
I see a door, cracked and torn,
As I bow my head to mourn,
For my endless shadow of my endless fate,
Swallowed by everything that I hate.
'Forsaken me' the voice goes on,
Even 'gainst the blackest of dawn.
'Forsaken me' forevermore,
With every burden I must bore.
Must this ghost be me but an echo of what yet to come?
The presence I feel, the nameless numb.
Must this be my suffering end?
Must I now make amend,
With but a single heartache,
On the night of my Irish wake?
'Forsaken me' the voice goes on,
Even 'gainst the blackest of dawn.
'Forsaken me' forevermore,
With every burden I must bore.
Could it be that the ghost I spoke of,
Could it be that it's really me?
Gone from this world, lonely as can be.
Forsaken, as the years go by,
And to find all things must die.
Being left in solitude,
Cold and alone and yes, even nude.
Myself I now forsaken,
Curse to sleep and never awaken.
poem by Adam M. Snow
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Don't Forsake Me
SAR HAMAMUNAH, SAR HAMAMUNAH
GINAT AGOZ GUM PATAH NAH
GINAT AGOZ GUM PATAH NAH
LIKRAT YADIDI UMAHERAH
Don't cast me away
When I start to fade
When my mind's unmade
Don't forsake me
When my strength has ebbed
Don't forsake me.
I know the day will come,
I know the day will come
And all my life will be haze and spark
Don't ever leave me in the dark.
Don't cast me away
When I start to fade
When my mind's unmade
Don't forsake me
When my strength has ebbed
Don't forsake me.
Oh, Oh, Oh,
Don't cast me away
song performed by by Ofra Haza
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I Dream
dream of a better world where as people would see each other nothing more than people of a different shade of gray
I dream of all my problems crumbling in my hands never to utter another sound
I dream of love renewed no more forsaken the day of my fulfillment
I dream of blues skies and flowers lying in a field of hope and no more despair
I dream of moonlit nights where the smell of jasmine permeates the air with its sweet aroma
I dream of being in love once again with that person that just takes my breath away
I dream of angels dancing in candle light
I dream of naked waterfalls that drench my soul and ease my pain
I dream of earthly fulfillments never imagined before
I dream of paradise lost and never found
I dream of turquoise seas surrounding my unadorned body
I dream of piece no longer the beast devouring the children of the west
I dream of calmer seas that no longer rocks the boat of tranquility
I dream of you and me forever be
I dream no more the lonely night of my salvation
I dream of happiness once more on my enlightened soul
I dream of no more shadows haunting me as I slumber
I dream no more my weary eyes of sadness abound
I dream crying the day cometh the dawn no more
I dream walking on the beach with the one I love hand in hand
I dream of midnight caressing while the sun comes up
I dream of what could have been, what could be, and what has gone
I dream to no longer forsake my sanity to the darkness of my emotions
I dream of a place whereas I can lounge and bask in my redolence roses
I dream a dream of lesser conscienceless to the world that holds me back
I dream of no more waking hours consumed by society at large
I dream the dream of romantics no longer uttering there voices aloud
I am a dreamer, but without dreamers what would this world be
As empty as the heart that knows no love
As dark as the night that knows no stars
I think so there for I must have feelings
I live so there for I must be alive
I sleep so there for I must be a dreamer
Dream on and let the night bring you to places in the sun
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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To Afford
To afford the scene is torture, as it speaks,
For always is the scene, and the scenery.
Or will tomorrow sustain the ideas of your dream,
That wakes this hour up, and then the summary
Of your life extends to the utmost limit.
Goals of the future reside in the head
To stun and stagger us, with its own initiative,
Without the flowers and plants and planets.
To afford the pain and sting
We forsake years of living well,
We are feeble in this forsaken way
And the way of the hour is fought.
poem by Naveed Akram
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The Conclusion
Sleep not too much; nor longer than asleep
Within thy bed thy lazy body keep;
For when thou, warm awake, shall feel it soft,
Fond cogitations will assail thee oft:
Then start up early, study, work, or write,
Let labour, others' toil, be thy delight.
Eat not to much, or if thou much dost eat,
Let it not be dainty or stirring meat;
Abstain from wine, although thou think it good,
It sets thy meat on fire, and stirs thy blood;
Use thyself much to bathe thy wanton limbs,
In coolest streams which o'er the gravel swims:
Be still in gravest company, and fly
The wanton rabble of the younger fry,
Whose lustful tricks will lead thee to delight
To think on love, where thou shalt perish quite;
Come not at all where many women are,
But, like a bird that lately 'scaped the snare,
Avoid their garish beauty fly with speed,
And learn by her that lately made thee bleed;
Be not too much alone, but if alone,
Get thee some modest book to look upon;
But do not read the lines of wanton men,
Poetry sets thy mind on fire again:
Abstain from songs and verses, and take heed
That not a line of love thou ever read.
poem by Francis Beaumont
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I Am No Longer
i am no longer the girl who sits alone
i am no longer the girl without a friend
i am no longer the girl with the knife
i am no longer the girl who looks at sorrow
i am no longer the girl seeking out missery
i am no longer the girl who hates her life
i am no longer the girl wanting everything to end
i am still the girl that is unknown
i am still the girl that follows
i am still the girl thats vile
i am no longer the girl without a smile
i am still the girl who seeks
i am no longer the girl making her life bleak
i am no longer the girl with depression
i am still the girl who seeks affection
i am no longer the girl whos not fun
i am no longer the girl who runs
but those who seek shall find
poem by Megan Watts
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You Are No Longer There!
I no longer hold you like I held you
When I held you...
I no longer want to...in my mind.
I no longer see you like I see you
When I saw you...
I no longer do that, with my time!
Lemonade kisses I licked we onced shared,
I don't even want them anymore...I'm full!
I no longer miss you like I missed you
When missing you...
It's no longer an issue to be defined!
Too messy...
'I no longer love you? ' Bring myself to love you?
Could you bring me peace of mind instead of puzzles
Of your pain...again? That pain...AGAIN? ..NO! '
I no longer hold you like I held you...
Enfolded holding you,
I no longer want to...in my mind!
I no longer see you,
Like I saw you when we met!
I no longer do that...
You're no longer there!
And I have no regrets!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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House Carpenter
Well met, well met, my own true love
Well met, well met, cried she
Ive just returned from the salt, salt sea
And its all for the love of thee
I could have married a kings daughter there
She would have married me
But I have forsaken my kings daughter there
Its all for the love of thee
Well, if you could have married a kings daughter there
Im sure youre the one to blame
For I am married to a house carpenter
And Im sure hes a fine young man
Forsake, forsake your house carpenter
And come away with me
Ill take you where the green grass grows
On the shores of sunny italy
So up she picked her babies three
And gave them kisses, one, two, three
Saying take good care of your daddy while Im gone
And keep him good company.
Well, they were sailin about two weeks
Im sure it was not three
When the younger of the girls, she came on deck
Sayin she wants company
Well, are you weepin for your house and home?
Or are you weepin for your babies three?
Well, Im not weepin for my house carpenter
Im weepin for my babies three.
Oh what are those hills yonder, my love
They look as white as snow
Those are the hill of heaven, my love
You and Ill never know
Oh what are those hills yonder, my love
They look as dark as night
Those are the hills of hell-fire my love
Where you and I will unite
Oh twice around went the gallant ship
Im sure it was not three
When the ship all of a sudden, it sprung a leak
And it drifted to the bottom of the sea
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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