HONESTY begged — an answer
From me it asked impossibility

Forgetting my place within time
I spoke the truth — almost benign

Thunder split the world within
First a crack then a fissure

Old souls cried a sorrowful song
and blood drenched the lids of eyes

Knowing truth as some may say
is keener than a sharpened blade

Sometimes best to hear — a wind
than feel the storm of emotional pain
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