Accept It

Accept It

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You use me

You lose me

I need you

You bleed me

How long must I wait here in pain?

I waited

I trusted

The car, well

It rusted

I stood like a fool in the rain.

In loving, it is sad

That it can turn out so bad

I hear now

You're living somewhere in shame.

In loving, it is sad

That it can turn out so bad,

I could not

keep living in your world of blame

In this hell

In this pain

I can not

Will not remain

There is no peace here to attain

Accept it

Face it

Get out of this

Snakepit

Where all efforts to heal are in vain.


In loving, it is sad

It can turn out so bad

The pain fades

blown out in the rain

In loving, it is sad

That it can turn out so bad

I'm free now,

Riding on a Westbound train

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Written by David Penn Trinley Arndt in Burlington, Vermont, in 1991. Revised today, May 3, 2022, while spending time in Suches, Georgia.

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© David Penn Trinley Arndt 2022

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Artist of image unknown.

 

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